The soul has greater need of the ideal than the real for it is by the real that we exist, it is by the ideal that we live

Friday, July 24, 2009

A Rare Thing

I seldom post on Saturday, but Justin over at Guyfromchicago has thrown down the gauntlet, as it were.

He maintains that this guy

Rich Harden, has the best ass in baseball.

Weeeel, I beg to differ you little whippersnapper.

I mostly lurk over at Guyfromchicago, cause Justin is young and I don't want to be the old guy who keeps commenting, so I lurk.

But he's really done it this time, he's inadvertently badmouthed the best ass in the majors.

It is, of course,

Zack Greinke Of the Kansas City Royals:





And after that sweet inning he threw in the All-Star game he's my idle.

He's a really sweet guy too.

Hey, Rocky! Watch me pull a rabbit outta my hat!

Why must there always be a dilemma? It's just drama, and I HATE drama.

My profession is one that has several aspects, and in my estimation the more of those aspects you are adept at, the more employable you are. Sometimes a viewpoint can backfire.

I spent..well a LOT of money to get my Master's Degree. I've spent many years cultivating my abilities in my field. Typecasting has got me again.

My Grad degree is in Directing, much of my experience here in my city of origin is in the more technical aspects of theatre. I also act...well, I used to, I was a passable actor, but in the many years since I've been off the stage my "chops" are gone, so that particular bug doesn't bite me anymore. I've done Pr, marketing, managed several ticket offices, produced, directed, served on several season selection committees, and more than one board of directors.

But here they still think of me in a technical way.

I don't dislike this, my intent all along has been to make myself as marketable as possible, with the ultimate hope of finding a job at some small college in the middle of nowhere where I could teach, make good theatre, make pots, ride horses, and have my family. A sound plan, I keep thinking. Somehow the Gods,inertia, SOMETHING keeps me from attaining that goal. Well, at least it keeps coming back to me in different forms which are all confusing and confounding at once.

I got a call yesterday asking me if I'd be interested in teaching at a local university part time. The call came from a well-respected member of the theatre community locally.

Mind you, she not only had to think of someone she's only seen once in the last decade, she had to go to the trouble of tracking down my number, which she could only have gotten from one source. So this is quite a compliment.

Here's the dilemma.

I don't think I want to do it.

I'm 52, and I simply am too damn tired to be wielding 4x8 sheets of plywood around a shop anymore. I suppose if there are students who will do that I would be willing to entertain the notion of looking into this. It apparently also involves teaching a class or two, so it would bring in much needed income,and keep me out of the savings, which is always good. And if that is the case I'd be expanding my Curriculum Vita, giving me even more fodder for finding that job in the middle of nowhere.

See, a dilemma.

I'll call the guy today and see what he says, especially since someone went to enough trouble to get me in touch with the job. But in the end it'll have to be a good deal or I'm staying on unemployment.

Fuck it this is Hot Guy friday:






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