Pearls before Swine

Did  you know that butterflies HAVE to open their wings and fly around on dewy, sunny mornings?  Apparently, their wings are equipped with solar panels from which they get their energy.  Huh.  How very eco friendly of them. 

I was reminded of that random fact simply because I am in a state of needing to conserve my energy for areas where it can actually do some good for my life.  I volunteered to "help out" with Hamlet props, and because I like to be involved with productions-- especially good productions-- I've been out there as often as possible trying to get what little bits done that I can. 

However, after having come off a big project like Twelfth Night and starting school again and lots of needs at home, my energy level has been on the low side.  Not quite at fumes, but the "fill up now" light is definitely on. 

Because of that, I wasn't particularly looking forward to the massive drive involved this weekend.  I'm picking up B- in LA and then driving her to Santa Cruz for our friends', Michael and John's, wedding .   But right now, as I'm an hour or so away from departing, I'm soooooo looking forward to it. 

I've downloaded a shitload of American  Theatre Wing podcasts as well as the entire series of Wormwood for our drive.   And I'm sure some musical theatre stylings will be involved as well.  And then, once I get to Santa Cruz-- one of my favorite places in the world-- I'll be looking forward to some pastry at the  Buttery or some Bangers and Mash at that Irish pub downtown and some book browsing at Bookshop SantaCruz. . . and, of course, a banana daquiri at Riva's on the wharf. My only "le sigh" is that Mondays are dark at the Shakespeare Santa Cruz festival where they are presenting R&J and  Alls' Well.  If I'm extremely lucky, perhaps I can get there on a Sunday Matinee before the end of the month.

Yeah, in the words of Adam Duritz "It's been a long time since I've seen the ocean. . . I guess I should.  Nya Nya Nyaaaa Na, Na na na, na na na. . . . "