Sunday, August 30, 2009

Team #9, bitches.

Got together with parts of my Thunderdome team this weekend. Going to bed at a reasonable hour tonight, but first:

  • ZOMG we're having fun. We're doing genre work, which I haven't done since directing Scriptease's disaster flick. Ed Doris is coaching us (our piece is his brainchild), but this week he was doing family duty, so we worked some exercises that seemed to hit on some of the games that fit our genre. Every single one of them hit.
  • So tonight we got together to watch video of the show we're basing our piece on. It opened up our idea of how to approach it, and we're even more excited than we were before.
  • Here's something that has never happened before. We usually rehearse for two hours. Saturday, after about two and a half hours of running exercises to inform the work, one of the players WHO WASN'T ME said, "hey, should we run the form?" So we rehearsed about 3 1/2 hour and it wasn't my fault. This random drawing stuff put me on the perfect team.

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