Monday, April 12, 2010
Let's get one other thing straight: sometimes it is boring. But that's okay. Lots of things that are awesome can also be boring, like the Discovery Channel, or any novel by Victor Hugo.
As Elphaba standby, it is my job to be available at a moment's notice should our leading lady get sick or, for whatever reason, call out mid-show. On days when I'm not performing (which, for the past week, was everyday), I have the privilege to wile away my hours in a shared dressing room with the impossibly delightful Libby Servais, our Glinda standby. But that's not the only thing we share! We also share laughter, tickles, secrets, rainbows, bunnies!
In all seriousness, much of being a standby consists of inventing ways to amuse oneself, while staving off the sting of existential uncertainty. Some of Libby's and my recent Standby Activity Brainchildren include: 1) Buy complementary Snuggies and/or Slankets, one pink, one green, to lounge around in, and to 2) wear in ironic glamor photo shoots; 3) Learn guitar (as inspired by the song stylings of former Elphaba standby Carrie Manolakos (look for her upcoming solo album!), who used to regale the cast backstage with her lovely tunes); 4) Shampoo, comb and style the blonde Jessica Simpson hair piece Libby inexplicably owns in order to 5) wear it in ironic glamor photo shoots; 6) Learn French (I have so far completed one beginner lesson with Rosetta Stone!); 7) Draft a handwritten letter to Vanilla Ice and see if he writes back; 8) Work out to Jane Fonda and/or other aerobics videos that were shot in the 70s so that we look fierce in our 9) ironic glamor photo shoots; 10) Play lots and lots of board games.
Item 10 happily comes with a fun assortment of photos, snapped during the time Libby and I played a two-day long game of Scrabble. Because we are insane, we modified the rules to make them relate to WICKED: Player A earns five bonus points if, within five seconds, she can use Player B's word in a line or lyric from WICKED. Example: "share" -- "and we're happy to share our ending vicariously with all of you" -- or, "Quox" -- "I've heard of an ox, a professor from Quox." Rinse, repeat.
The game was an epic journey. We laughed, we cried, we took photos, which I will post below. Oh, and I won. BETTER LUCK NEXT TIME, LIBBY! BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
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