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A Maize April 13, 2018

Filed under: What Doesn't Kill You — meganorussell @ 11:30 am
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Once upon a time, the husband and I decided to go to a corn maze between performances on a two-show day. This was before we lived on a tour bus, so we had our own car and the maze was less than fifteen minutes from the theatre.

It was a beautiful fall day, and the farm hosting the maze was great. There was apple cider and apple cider donuts. We blithefully headed into the corn maze, ready to spend a fun twenty minutes winding our way through the corn.

About forty minutes later, we realized the maze was bigger than we had imagined.

Fifteen minutes after that, we realized we hadn’t seen anyone in a long time and didn’t really know which way the front of the maze was supposed to be.

We had to be at the theatre for the evening performance in a half hour. Subtract about fifteen minutes for getting from the maze to the parking lot and driving from the farm to theatre and…we were potentially very screwed.

We considered squeezing between the corn stalks to try and find our way out but, not knowing what direction we wanted to go, trail blazing could have landed us on the far side of the farm with no better clue which way our car was (the husband and I were late to the iPhone party, so no compass to be had).

When we had ten minutes left to find the car if we were going to make it to the theatre on time, we finally had to call the stage manager. (more…)

 

Of Bus and Mud April 6, 2018

I was lucky enough to go on a walk on a sunny morning in London, Ontario. The walk was muddy, winding, and there was a moment about an hour in when we weren’t really sure if we knew where we were or if we would make it back to the tour bus in time.

That’s the thing about being on a national tour of a show. Your time is never your own. Everything you do is dictated by the next bus call. Getting up in the morning to get to the bus, using your two precious hours at the hotel before you have to get back on the bus, hurrying after the show to make it back to the bus to get back to the hotel to start the process all over again. You start considering time as only the length between you and your next bus call. There’s not room for much else.

There was a moment when the husband and I were sinking in the mud where I sincerely asked if we were going to make it back in time for pending bus call. His response, “I think so?” (more…)

 

The Knees VS The Heart March 6, 2018

It’s official. I’m old.

Not that old, but too old to do things like this:

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Recently, touring with The Wizard of Oz delivered the husband and me to Saint Louis, and, of course, we had to take a trip to the City Museum.

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The place is amazing. It’s like an adult got day drunk, stumbled by a kids’ park, and was like, “Damn. Kids have all the fun. I’m going to build something better where adults can climb stuff. And there’s going to be a bar inside the jungle gyms. No! Multiple bars. Yeah.” (more…)

 

An Icy Oz December 18, 2017

Filed under: Hi-Ho the Glamorous Life — meganorussell @ 2:30 pm
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The first leg of the Wizard of Oz tour is winding down.

It’s been a blast, and we’ve played a ton of great houses like the Fox Theatre in Detroit.

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And the Lexington Opera House in Lexington, KY.

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We had one crazy snow storm day.

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(Please knock on wood right now that we don’t have another…at least not before Christmas Break.)

We’ve also played a few venues that have been a little more interesting… like ice rinks.

I’m not afraid of winter, but I’m not a person who particularly likes being cold. Being a super peppy Ozian while freezing my tatas off is particularly challenging. We’re literally performing on the ice! They lay down panels to cover the ice and build up a platform as our stage. But that temperature that you bundle up to go ice skating in, I’m dancing in that with peep-toe shoes and green fishnets.

Just picture me in a purple wig, snot dripping from my frozen nose, as Dorothy clicks her heels and heads back to Kansas.

My life is nothing if not glamorous.

Icy Megan

At least my monkey costume is really warm.

 

 

Decorated Detroit December 4, 2017

Filed under: Hi-Ho the Glamorous Life — meganorussell @ 1:30 pm
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In traveling for the Wizard of Oz tour, we get to go to some really great places and some places that…aren’t on the radar for must-visit destinations.

Recently, we visited Detroit. The only things I knew about Detroit were that cars got made there and that the economic slumps hit it very hard. While both those things are true, nobody ever mentioned how awesome Detroit is!

The husband and I wandered out of our hotel, just looking to stretch our legs, and we found a huge amount of outdoor art that led us to a Christmas wonderland!

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They had blow-up igloos with table tennis and hot chocolate, a tent decked out to be a ski lodge, and an ice skating under a giant Christmas tree!

So what did these wise actors do on their precious day off? We went ice skating! (more…)

 

Wireless Worries August 24, 2017

A few years ago, I was working on a show that was a particularly…trying process. Everyone was great. It was just a whole bunch of weird things piled up to the point that we didn’t have the entire cast on stage until the first dress rehearsal.

At the end of the night, the owner of the theatre walked into notes and gave the most rousing and honest speech I have ever heard. “Well kids, we got through the f**ker.”

It may not seem like much, but when you’re fighting to make things work, survival is the most important thing. And if you make it to the other side and no one has quit, died, or spontaneously combusted, it’s a win.

Through a twist of fate, I ended up spending the How I Magically Messed Up My Life in Four Freakin’ Days release day sans wi-fi with barely a 4G connection to spare on my phone.

Did I panic? Only for a minute. (more…)

 

Vanquishing the Judgment Monster July 10, 2017

I would like to take a break from our regularly scheduled tales of wonderment in Ireland to tell you how damned proud of myself I am. No I didn’t land a huge role; no I’m not on the NYT bestseller list; but I did just brush aside unnecessary judgment like it was nothing, and that is a landmark decision.

It wasn’t criticism of anything important even. It was that terrible Mean Girls’ judgment that haunted us all through our teen years. I was just talking about something I liked and was really excited about and JM (judgment monster) decided to make horrible tishing noises like I had just declared eating puppies and throwing babies off buildings were my favorite pastimes. I tried to turn the conversation, which really didn’t involve JM, to another thing I was excited about. Once again, nasty noises like I was a serial killer.

Then I got this horrible twist in my gut. (more…)