Thursday, May 08, 2008

pressure

Walsh gets her pressure garment today.

It's a wetsuit/superhero costume type thing you wear, custom-made around each individual burn site, designed to hold the skin tight, increase circulation and help with eventual coloration return. You're supposed to wear it 23 hours a day for at least a year.

23 hours a day for at least a year.

Yeah.

It's like a superhero costume because you wear it under your clothes, it's skin-tight and it can withstand bullets and any gravitational force. Not 100% certain about that last part, but I'm pretty sure it's true.

I was Super Meeting Man yesterday, mastering agendas and faster than a speeding bullet point. Great lunch meeting with Magda Aboulfadl and David Diamond from Community Board 5.

Magda, besides having one of the world's all-time best names (just say it out loud to yourself three times, it also has magical properties) is an old gymnast crony of my little sister Mern from the halcyon days of the St. Louis 70s.

Didn't know there were gymnast cronies, did you? O yes. They stand around flipping backwards and balancing on things, wise-cracking and staring people down. A tough bunch and very flexible.

And David Diamond is just like the sutra he's named after, calm, lovely and full of good ideas. I pitched the old Liberty Theater museum/beer garden/performance complex/ scheme at him and it looks like we're going to take over the world, the two of us, one performance space at a time.

He's probably reading this now, so I'll just say that he had the tuna on toast, I had the tuna no toast and Magda had the biggest Greek salad I have ever personally seen, it was obscene the way she just kept eating that big salad, and I'll leave it at that.

Crazy big salad, ordered by a gymnast crony, sitting next to me while I'm trying to conduct my business.

I'm just going to move on, if that's all right with everyone.

Enormous salad, man.

Then we had the big Free Night of Theater planning session. Circle the date, October 16th and get ready to...ahhh... see a free night of theater. Or something.

Still working out the details on that one.

Pretty open day today, just the pressure garment business, so I'm going to try to hole up and get some writing done. Working on the Acting textbook, a screenplay with my writing partner Weems and I still have to fix the ending of Captain Overlord.

Nice cool rainy day outside. Good day to lay low and get some work done.

Go see The Accidental Patriot. Go now. Not a thing you want to miss. Also heard that Me down at the Ohio is pretty great.

Cuteness on one, Rose.

Aaaaaaaannnnnd...!!!!

ENGAGE CUTE POWERS!

7 comments:

Rose said...

CUTE ENGAGED!!!!

John said...

I...

I'm...melting...I...

Re-direct...re-direct cuteness...

I am too close to the core...

I...

(collapses to the ground, images of bunnies and puppy-dogs crowding out all cognitive processes)

Ann said...

"...These are the days it never rains but it pours..."

Yes, that's right. David Bowie wrote Nan's superhero theme song.

Need to spend the rest of the day figuring out what my superpower is. Somehow the ability to score free hotel upgrades with a single flick of my American Express pales next to Rose's cuteness laser and Nan's flaming divinity...

Heh. "Flaming Divinity" - isn't that a lesbian house band from Notre Dame?

John said...

Definitely a lesbian house band from Notre Dame.

How about Gymnast Crony?

A Japanese all-girl surf band?

Ann's superpower could be Omniscient Musical Awareness, with the ability to somehow summon the Music, have it play directly in someone's mind.

She thinks of Sheena is a Punk Rocker and it starts blaring in the bank teller's ears, confusing and frightening the poor teller, causing him to lose his count and hand over thousands of dollars more than the transaction requires.

Or just the ability to Dance Like The Shining Sea.

Ann said...

I'm 99% sure I can get Gymnast Crony booked for the opening ceremony at the Olympics. Gwen Stefani, if you're reading this: Call Me.

You may be on to something with the Omniscient Musical Awareness. What else could explain my freakish ability to cause car radios to play "Lawyers, Guns and Money" through sheer force of will? Might never make me rich or save the planet, but the line "I went home with a waitress/the way I always do" *never* fails to cheer me up.

And don't even get me started on the dancing. Three cocktails and a half-decent band, I'm supernatural. Still, I've seen your wife rock out to "Free Falling"...that was fifteen years ago and it's stayed with me.

Rose said...

So far your superpower seems to be changing shape at will Ann. How many new pictures of you can you post as your avatar in one week? :D

Ann said...

Oh my Gob, don't tempt me! I am preternaturally photogenic and demand that my picture be taken at least eight or ten times a day. I grew weary of the Snowy Syracuse shot, and the one of me and the Grinch (he's a friend, I don't like to make a big deal out of it...) was too small, so: pina coladas for everyone!
Rose, I live to make you happy, though. If you don't like it just say the word and I will shape-shift again.