The Lost Plum…

I have the pleasure on working on an amazing project today. The 24 Hour Plays (on Broadway). Now I could go on all about it, but then I’d just babble on forever, as you know.

Read some press here, or even here.

Read about the amazing 24 hour play company, or even better the great organization that we are raising money for tonight; Urban Arts Partnership.

Now with out going into super detail about the process I’ll tell you a quick thing. Each actor comes into the process with a prop, a costume, and then tells everyone about a few talents they have, and something they have always wanted to do on stage.

So in the spirit of me not really sleeping tonight (having to be back at the theatre in 3 hours) here is a short list of my “talents”:

- I am amazing at the pogo-ball! My all time record was 2 hours and 43 minutes (I was 9 but still)

- I can tie a knot in a cherry steam with my tongue quickly. In fact I’ll do you one better I can tie a knot at both ends, and depending on the steam one in the middle.

- I can push my nose pretty much right against my face. I mean flat ass against my face. Pushed out, stretched out FLAT. It creeps people the fuck out.

- I remember step numbers in my head for some unknown reason. If I’ve walked up and down them I can pretty much tell you exactly how many steps there are (sometimes give or take 2)

- I am an expect wall painter.

- I know surprisingly too much about animal health. This includes picking out ailments in how dogs walk down the sidewalk. If your pet is sick I probably have a good idea what is wrong with it.

- I’m actually really good at playing the drums, like I should be in a band good. Ok maybe a girl band but still.

- I am a very good kisser (I have references)

Here and there I spend a lot of time reading other peoples blogs, not because I really enjoy them (well I enjoy a few), but mostly to make sure no one is stealing my Genius wit (aka. my amazing humour and my great puns!)  Cause then I’d have to kick some serious something-something, and although that would make for some great blog posts, it wouldn’t make for such a great police record.

One of my fellow bloggers and twitter friends has an installment on her site, which are letters to her future husband.

That’s not what I’m going to do here (that would be stealing….sorta). As much as I love the idea of writing stuff down and putting it out there in the world, the letter I want to write will indeed be read by it’s intended recipient.

SIDEBAR: My one and only letter to a future husband would read something like this:  Wow, you aren’t a douche bag, which is kind of nice. Ring size 6.

This letter is meant for YOU. Yup, you !

        Dear my lovely, messed up, crazy bunch of readers,

I was thinking about you today, as I was gasping for breath at the gym. You see my friend ‘Babs’ is always yelling at me when we go out about how there are certain stories I have not shared with you.(‘Babs’ doesn’t really yell, but the conversations comes up once we are sauced, thus, she speaks about 3 octaves above her normal voice.)

Since I don’t know your ring size as a collective, I thought I would give you this promise ‘letter’. Feel free to print it out and wrap it around your finger, and think pleasant thoughts about me!

I, Lost Plum, promise to provide you with more blog posts that fall under the ‘a long-long time ago!’ category, and bring some stories out the closet.          ~L.P

GOAL: I’ll try to keep the humour on the down low because I keep getting comments, emails, and twitter messages about people reading and spitting up all over their screens. I feel bad about the possibility of wrecking others computers. 

FACT: Mama plum always says “yeah but EVERYONE has a blog, that’s nothing special!” So using the term ‘a fellow blogger’ is something she wouldn’t approve of, because I might as well say a fellow human being.

One of my wonderful readers, or maybe a stalker, or maybe even a frenemy has nominated me for a Divine Caroline “Love Your Site” Award. And somehow I already have a handful of votes.  I find this a little exciting cause if you look through some of the other sites in the category you realize I don’t really fit in with the majority of them. (also, I question how some of them fall under the ‘relationship’ category when there is a ‘parenting’ category….but whateves)

FACT: I did get little flutters in my stomach thinking that one of you out there likes me enough to do such a thing.

So, it’s one of those things where you need to sign up for the site to vote. I know I know! But it’s completely free to sign up, and you can choose the option to not get any terrible junk emails from them (you only get a welcome one), which is a huge plus.

Diving Caroline has some great stuff and interesting articles on all sorts of different things. Check it out, it might be your thing…and it might not be.

But more importantly the prize is $250 Visa Gift Card…..and I could buy a lot of fruit to drop for $250!  If I won of course I’d use that money to get myself into some trouble that I would write about, what else would I do with it!?

So if you feel like wasting 2 seconds to vote for me, or more like 2.2 seconds, or 3 seconds depending on how quick you type, a vote would make me feel loved. It’s been along week already so YES I’m being one of THESE girls!

SIDEBAR: This is a throw away post cause I’ve been working hard and stressing over my important deadline on friday, and trying to stay focused on just that.

(reason #___why I’m single: I do things like ask for you to vote for me)

I’m packed up and moved out of the theatre.  I am done my “job”. I have walked, and been kicked out.  

FACT: Most bullshit reason ever to be fired….RIGHT HERE!

[ NOTE: I have a kind of tradition of picking up all lose change I find while working in a space on a show/job. Kind of a little 'game' of lets see how much money I make on this show, I keep it all in a little jar...Im a nerd]

An unnamed Off-Broadway THEATER

TOTAL FOUND =$ 13.74 

(that dollar coin really was exciting to find, to bad I can’t spend it anywhere)

HOURS WORKED =

Now this is harder to figure out. I know of 32 days total I was not at the theater, but let’s round up and say 50 days I didn’t go in. I would say I work an average of 10 hours a day, but lets round that down to 8 (evens out those days I didn’t come in, and those days I didn’t sleep and spent the night, or two) Let’s say 360 days in the year minus the 50 days = 310 days/8hours each 2480 hours (and thats not including the fact I’m attached to my phone/email)

= 2480 hours

SO

$13.74 over 2480 hours

= $.0055 cents an hour! 

Conclusion: I love theater! where else can you make that much money from just bending down to pick it up, and get fired on a sunday.