I'm becoming more and more... well... Wyoming. Last week when I had dropped Adrian off in Saratoga, where he is training, I had to drive through the mountains. You see, it was very early in the morning and sometimes little bunnies and different animals run out into the road. And for the first time in my life I ran over an animal. A little jackrabbit. I didn't want its death to be in vain and without reason so I turned around and pulled off to the side of the road next to Mr. Bunbun. And I did what any respectable mountain girl would do. I let Kei have breakfast. Yep. It was pretty gruesome but I think it was worth it. Mr. Bunbun was killed to be food, not because I couldn't swerve far enough on the road.
WHAT IS HAPPENING TO ME?!?!
But today should be amazing. I'm going to pick Adrian up from Saratoga today and take him home for good! No more training far away! We'll stop and rest in the hot springs for awhile and then play in the snow up in the mountains.
Friday, October 10, 2008
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
chapter IV : where the deer and the antelope play
Its been a hard day here in Laramie. This is one of the first days that I really wish I was back in Seattle. If for nothing else, distraction. Here it is virtually impossible to separate yourself from...well...yourself. Going to play at my favorite puppy park where I would just talk to other puppy enthusiasts and watch the little furry ones play.
Here if I go to the off leash area there is never a soul there, and I'm left alone to my thoughts. Ugh. I do enjoy watching all of the wildlife here, but it is still something that is taking a while to get used to. Especially living so far away from the town I have to remember that sometimes the silence between you and nature are natural. There isn't anything coming. Even though it is completely dark, unlike any kind of darkness in Seattle or the suburbs, I need to remember that it is safe. I'm okay, nothing is coming to get me.
We have coyotes run around our yard at night, its kind of crazy. I've only seen a few, but I know that they're there. We had a bird with its head completely ripped off in our front yard the other day. Cute.
Well I'll keep updating this when I have the chance. I've just been so busy with school and rehearsals that I haven't had much time to even be eating. Hopefully I'll have time to do that as well.
Here if I go to the off leash area there is never a soul there, and I'm left alone to my thoughts. Ugh. I do enjoy watching all of the wildlife here, but it is still something that is taking a while to get used to. Especially living so far away from the town I have to remember that sometimes the silence between you and nature are natural. There isn't anything coming. Even though it is completely dark, unlike any kind of darkness in Seattle or the suburbs, I need to remember that it is safe. I'm okay, nothing is coming to get me.
We have coyotes run around our yard at night, its kind of crazy. I've only seen a few, but I know that they're there. We had a bird with its head completely ripped off in our front yard the other day. Cute.
Well I'll keep updating this when I have the chance. I've just been so busy with school and rehearsals that I haven't had much time to even be eating. Hopefully I'll have time to do that as well.
Sunday, August 24, 2008
ramble....
I just wanted to say that I start school tomorrow! Its so very exciting! And I actually know someone in one of my classes so that is a huge relief and I'm sure will help me out through the day.
Also tomorrow we have auditions and I'm not going to lie, I'm nervous as can be, but it will be great. Even if I don't get cast in anything there are so many opportunities here to take part in. And regardless I know that I'll be working backstage (as a requirement) so I will definitely get to make a lot of new friends here.
I'll post more in the next few days about what is going on! Oh, and I also have a few pictures of my brother and I that are pretty adorable if I must say so. Too bad I was hung over that morning and hadn't taken a shower. All things considered they look relatively nice :
Although I'm a little upset that the background on the two best pictures had to be white...I don't think I could look a whiter shade of pale. And yes, my brother is kneeling in the first picture, for he is almost a whole foot taller than me normally.
Also tomorrow we have auditions and I'm not going to lie, I'm nervous as can be, but it will be great. Even if I don't get cast in anything there are so many opportunities here to take part in. And regardless I know that I'll be working backstage (as a requirement) so I will definitely get to make a lot of new friends here.
I'll post more in the next few days about what is going on! Oh, and I also have a few pictures of my brother and I that are pretty adorable if I must say so. Too bad I was hung over that morning and hadn't taken a shower. All things considered they look relatively nice :
Although I'm a little upset that the background on the two best pictures had to be white...I don't think I could look a whiter shade of pale. And yes, my brother is kneeling in the first picture, for he is almost a whole foot taller than me normally.
Thursday, August 21, 2008
interlude
We finished the last roll of film today, so hopefully I'll be posting pictures of our journey so far here soon.
Things we still need :
- coffee maker (seriously)
- a bike lock
- hair appointments for Adrian and I (I would like to get it done before the first day of school)
- where DO you get your hair done in Laramie? Hmmm.
- silverware organizer
I saw GORGEOUS horses today and I just wanted to walk across that little river and pet them. They might have let me, they were so close!
Here are some more photoshopped ridiculous pictures that I didn't put up before. Hopefully they are mildly entertaining.
Me dancing in a ghost town :
I'm vacuuming because this ghost town is called "Mormon Row" :
"Clara, have you read that yet?"
"No but it looks fantastic."
Kill of the day :
Things we still need :
- coffee maker (seriously)
- a bike lock
- hair appointments for Adrian and I (I would like to get it done before the first day of school)
- where DO you get your hair done in Laramie? Hmmm.
- silverware organizer
I saw GORGEOUS horses today and I just wanted to walk across that little river and pet them. They might have let me, they were so close!
Here are some more photoshopped ridiculous pictures that I didn't put up before. Hopefully they are mildly entertaining.
Me dancing in a ghost town :
I'm vacuuming because this ghost town is called "Mormon Row" :
"Clara, have you read that yet?"
"No but it looks fantastic."
Kill of the day :
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
chapter III : the dress code
We're here! Sorry that its taken me awhile to post this, but we just recently got internet that actually works. Yeah, my wireless card was a joke out here. But besides that, we love it. It is gorgeous here, and you can actually breathe. Okay, unless you start running. Because we are at 7200 ft above sea level and let's not pretend its easy to exercise up here. At least for me. My poor pampered sea level lungs...
Everyone here is so incredibly sweet, and while we don't fit in (at all), it feels the town has welcomed us. This brings me to why I entitled this chapter "the dress code". People don't really dress up. At all. I don't even think I've seen one sun dress here. I guess I shouldn't be shocked, but its still a little disheartening. I didn't want to stand out THAT much. We took a nice little stroll through town today, and I was wearing a white sun dress, black belt, and my large black sun hat, and people looked at me as though I was from another planet.
And seriously, what is up with Teva sandal/sneaker hybrids?! They're all people wear! I'm sure they're comfortable and all but...everyone? Now I know that I was not always dressed my best back in Seattle, but at least there were other people who always picked up where I left off on those days. I'm scared. This may be it. I may be carrying an entire town on a fashion revolution all by myself. At least I'll try. PUT ON A FUCKING SKIRT AND HEELS PEOPLE! Don't stare at me because my calves look damn good in stilettos. Your's would look like that too if you put a pair on. Sure, the terrain of Wyoming may not be ideal for heels, but have you tried to walk though any major city in them? You're getting hit with cobblestones on some turns, bums on others, and people constantly trying to shove you off the street on your way to work. At least in Wyoming you have the open road to strut your stuff. And I'm not judging the people of Wyoming here, I'd just rather not stick out like a sore thumb every single day. You know? I feel like I should never dress down because no one will pick up the slack!
But other than that we are fitting in just great! Kei also has met a new girlfriend who lives on the other side of our fence. Her name is Misty and she's an Alaskan Malamute and all they want to do is love each other! So here is a video of them being oh so in love :
And here is a video of Kei and Adrian playing in the "river". It only gets about 18" deep :
Everyone here is so incredibly sweet, and while we don't fit in (at all), it feels the town has welcomed us. This brings me to why I entitled this chapter "the dress code". People don't really dress up. At all. I don't even think I've seen one sun dress here. I guess I shouldn't be shocked, but its still a little disheartening. I didn't want to stand out THAT much. We took a nice little stroll through town today, and I was wearing a white sun dress, black belt, and my large black sun hat, and people looked at me as though I was from another planet.
And seriously, what is up with Teva sandal/sneaker hybrids?! They're all people wear! I'm sure they're comfortable and all but...everyone? Now I know that I was not always dressed my best back in Seattle, but at least there were other people who always picked up where I left off on those days. I'm scared. This may be it. I may be carrying an entire town on a fashion revolution all by myself. At least I'll try. PUT ON A FUCKING SKIRT AND HEELS PEOPLE! Don't stare at me because my calves look damn good in stilettos. Your's would look like that too if you put a pair on. Sure, the terrain of Wyoming may not be ideal for heels, but have you tried to walk though any major city in them? You're getting hit with cobblestones on some turns, bums on others, and people constantly trying to shove you off the street on your way to work. At least in Wyoming you have the open road to strut your stuff. And I'm not judging the people of Wyoming here, I'd just rather not stick out like a sore thumb every single day. You know? I feel like I should never dress down because no one will pick up the slack!
But other than that we are fitting in just great! Kei also has met a new girlfriend who lives on the other side of our fence. Her name is Misty and she's an Alaskan Malamute and all they want to do is love each other! So here is a video of them being oh so in love :
And here is a video of Kei and Adrian playing in the "river". It only gets about 18" deep :
Sunday, July 6, 2008
chapter II and bison
So I thought this was pretty brilliant. My landlord lives on a street named this :
Sheep Mountain Ranch Road
That is a street name people. Incredible.
And then there is this, I was really bored and playing with photoshop, and thought, I should see damn hot I'll look in my new surroundings. So yeah. Have at it. There will be more to come soon :
To promote Pippin :
And this is me as Lady Bracknell talking to Bilford the Bison :
Sheep Mountain Ranch Road
That is a street name people. Incredible.
And then there is this, I was really bored and playing with photoshop, and thought, I should see damn hot I'll look in my new surroundings. So yeah. Have at it. There will be more to come soon :
To promote Pippin :
And this is me as Lady Bracknell talking to Bilford the Bison :
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
Saturday, June 14, 2008
interlude
So no this isn't the next chapter or anything, but I just needed to let out some bloggy-ness. There are so many things that I have to do before I head out on my "big country" adventure. Maybe I'll make a list :
THINGS WE DON'T HAVE THAT WE NEED
- utensils
- more winter clothes
- mt. everest type jacket
- malamutes
- dog harness
- new cd/ipod player into my car
- snow tires
- coffee maker
- pots and pans
- living room furniture (we'll probably have to get that when we get there)
- A REALLY GOOD VACUUM
Mutti and Vati if you are reading this, that is what we want as a housewarming gift ::coughcoughDYSONcoughcough:: Seriously, if we are going to have a siberian husky AND malamute (or possibly another siberian) we are going to need a serious vacuum.
On a lighter note, Kei has almost completely shed his undercoat, so I think my life is going to be a little bit easier as far as the dog hair goes. And just so everyone knows I'M DONE WITH BCC!!!!!! It feels so so so good.
THINGS WE DON'T HAVE THAT WE NEED
- utensils
- more winter clothes
- mt. everest type jacket
- malamutes
- dog harness
- new cd/ipod player into my car
- snow tires
- coffee maker
- pots and pans
- living room furniture (we'll probably have to get that when we get there)
- A REALLY GOOD VACUUM
Mutti and Vati if you are reading this, that is what we want as a housewarming gift ::coughcoughDYSONcoughcough:: Seriously, if we are going to have a siberian husky AND malamute (or possibly another siberian) we are going to need a serious vacuum.
On a lighter note, Kei has almost completely shed his undercoat, so I think my life is going to be a little bit easier as far as the dog hair goes. And just so everyone knows I'M DONE WITH BCC!!!!!! It feels so so so good.
Monday, June 9, 2008
introduction and Chapter I
So I got the idea for this blog when I was trying to figure out where I should post these crazy stories about talking to people in Wyoming, and my experiences there. And I figured, hell, there is going to be a TON of stuff to put in here so why not make it its own blog?
First off I better preface that at heart I am a city girl. Yes, I grew up in radioactive-Richland but I was always meant to live in NYC. After spending a couple months there that was very clear to me. Very Thoroughly Modern Millie if you will. For the past three years I have been residing in the Seattle area and have been...liking it. Its not NY. And it rains all the freaking time. I'm not ok with that. Snow, fine. Rain, not. As a good friend of mine said, "In Seattle, if you don't like the weather, just wait five minutes and shoot yourself in the face." So needless to say I was ready for a change.
This past February I attended the Kennedy Center's American College Theatre Festival which was hosted by the University of Wyoming in Laramie. I was in a scholarship competition and made it through to the final round. Apparently I was the first community college student to make it to the finals in no one knows how many years, and the first from my school in almost 20. So when I went to the "transfer fair" at the festival U of Wyoming snatched me up and basically started talking to me about their program and all the money I would get to pay for it. Ok. I was sold. I'm a poor college student, and to basically have my tuition paid for was ok by me!
Now, I have some good "that's so wyoming" stories from that trip, but I think I should start with the present, don't you?
Chapter I : Landlords
Currently my boyfriend and I have been doing the mad dash searching for a place to live in Laramie. And you must also keep in mind that we have a beautiful Siberian Husky who does not make us the "ideal" renters to some landlords. Anyway, I've been making my calls and the first one that caught my eye went a little something like this (LL stands for landlord) :
ME : So you do have a house that is for rent?
LL : Yeah, we might actually have two houses for rent.
ME : Oh, great, can you tell me about them at all?
LL : Well I'm still not sure about the second one, but the renter apparently just came into some money, so she's buying a trailer----
HALT!!!!! She came into some money so she's buying a TRAILER?!?!?! Who the hell are these people?!??!?!
As I put the pieces of my Wyoming experience together, I am starting to find that people in the middle of nowhere like to tell stories, even to complete strangers, maybe this is what keeps them sane. Now, I have been corresponding with this next landlord for about a week now about the house we are going to move into. It is a LOG CABIN. I know, city girl in a log cabin is a bit of a stretch, but what can you do? And Jeff (the landlord) is a really awesome guy who is always out on the ranch when I call him :
ME : Hey, I was just wondering if you knew how far the house was from town?
JEFF : Well its in west Laramie, but well one night I got really drunk and I was going to walk home, but then I realized I was too drunk to do that, so I got a cab and the meter said it was about a mile, or maybe a mile and a quarter, I don't really know, I was really drunk.
WOW. Ok, that's a little too much information from a landlord, but I guess if that's how you measure distance there, I am OK with that. And that's all I have for the first chapter, there will be more to come!
Cheer,
Erin Eloise
First off I better preface that at heart I am a city girl. Yes, I grew up in radioactive-Richland but I was always meant to live in NYC. After spending a couple months there that was very clear to me. Very Thoroughly Modern Millie if you will. For the past three years I have been residing in the Seattle area and have been...liking it. Its not NY. And it rains all the freaking time. I'm not ok with that. Snow, fine. Rain, not. As a good friend of mine said, "In Seattle, if you don't like the weather, just wait five minutes and shoot yourself in the face." So needless to say I was ready for a change.
This past February I attended the Kennedy Center's American College Theatre Festival which was hosted by the University of Wyoming in Laramie. I was in a scholarship competition and made it through to the final round. Apparently I was the first community college student to make it to the finals in no one knows how many years, and the first from my school in almost 20. So when I went to the "transfer fair" at the festival U of Wyoming snatched me up and basically started talking to me about their program and all the money I would get to pay for it. Ok. I was sold. I'm a poor college student, and to basically have my tuition paid for was ok by me!
Now, I have some good "that's so wyoming" stories from that trip, but I think I should start with the present, don't you?
Chapter I : Landlords
Currently my boyfriend and I have been doing the mad dash searching for a place to live in Laramie. And you must also keep in mind that we have a beautiful Siberian Husky who does not make us the "ideal" renters to some landlords. Anyway, I've been making my calls and the first one that caught my eye went a little something like this (LL stands for landlord) :
ME : So you do have a house that is for rent?
LL : Yeah, we might actually have two houses for rent.
ME : Oh, great, can you tell me about them at all?
LL : Well I'm still not sure about the second one, but the renter apparently just came into some money, so she's buying a trailer----
HALT!!!!! She came into some money so she's buying a TRAILER?!?!?! Who the hell are these people?!??!?!
As I put the pieces of my Wyoming experience together, I am starting to find that people in the middle of nowhere like to tell stories, even to complete strangers, maybe this is what keeps them sane. Now, I have been corresponding with this next landlord for about a week now about the house we are going to move into. It is a LOG CABIN. I know, city girl in a log cabin is a bit of a stretch, but what can you do? And Jeff (the landlord) is a really awesome guy who is always out on the ranch when I call him :
ME : Hey, I was just wondering if you knew how far the house was from town?
JEFF : Well its in west Laramie, but well one night I got really drunk and I was going to walk home, but then I realized I was too drunk to do that, so I got a cab and the meter said it was about a mile, or maybe a mile and a quarter, I don't really know, I was really drunk.
WOW. Ok, that's a little too much information from a landlord, but I guess if that's how you measure distance there, I am OK with that. And that's all I have for the first chapter, there will be more to come!
Cheer,
Erin Eloise
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