Elements and elephants.

There are way too few occasions that the title sentence is appropriate for, but I just realized, that there is one, was one. I wish I'd thought about it 3 weeks ago just after said occasion but I didn't.

So now I'm using it. Sad, I know. Anyway, it relates to the day o Vinobrani which I wrote about just after.. and as you may remember, there was an elephant. Now, I rarely get to be anywhere near an elephant on it's own, but you may not be aware, that at this wine harvest celebration there were also elements. Ok, so I hear you saying, "there are always elements! it's always raining, or windy, or sunny or something!" Yes, I know, and I don't mean that, I mean that the 4 elements were present, that is Earth, Wind, Fire and Water. Or ladies dressed up as them.

So yeah.. elements and elephants.

*feels just fine and stuff*

So. Am alive today and feeling quite fine. Yesterday the rain held out.. though it was promised, and it was quite a lovely, predominantly sunny, warm, mid almost late September day. And some of our friends showed up to meet us though others we didn't managed to co-ordinate our times with. Sorta missed the gladiator stuff, or rather didn't get to get into the stadium to see it in all it's glory due to the popularity of the contest.. can you imagine... in this day and age!

However.. did have a few wacky incidences.. the hilarity of explaining to a friend where we were sitting, for almost an hour and 5 phone calls.. the trauma of seeing some parents freak out as their kid.. well.. I dunno, had some problem, and they called for the ambulance and a doctor and oh my, how stressful. He turned out to be ok..

Oh and we saw an elephant. This would have been the highlight, if a bulldog, who seemingly at first seemed like a very placid, nay, lazy dog, got a bit crazy at some guy in a toga who came around promoting, or whatever he was doing and they had a bit of a tussle..

weird day. Stayed late-ish.. had a fair of o burcak but not too much, and.. that's it.

Ok.. I'm a beer person but..

The wine harvest, is about my favourite time of year. It's not just because that's when all the burcak.. that is fresh wine.. er.. some drink made from the dregs of the grapes.. or something, is about.. actually I can't stand the disgusting shit. It's not just because it's autumn and I generally like autumn although it's still early and we're in that kind of still summer if the weather co-operates, and glum, dull weather without anything interesting about it, if it doesn't. No. It's because of the dress up.

In one of our local parks.. the one with the vineyard in the middle.. one that is now even closer to us than it ever was before.. they have a theme every year.. medieval.. early 20th centuraly.. Bacchanalia! That's this year.. so tomorrow, we're going to wander down to our local park at the end of the street, and hang out with gladiators and do ancient roman stuff.. and whatnot. And drink horribly sweet fresh wine that's really sweet and terribly potent in plastic cups. It's gonna be awesome.

Drowning em in a vat...

I went to the all new Meisner Technique classes the other night.. similar-ish to those I did a few years ago, but not the same. Well.. it's a little bit hard to tell at this point.. I'm way back at the beginning in baby step phase.. although this class skips over some of the very first steps.. of which there are many.

Anyway.. all I did was some of the simplest stuff, the stuff I don't remember being all that hard.. I mean it was, yeah, but the stuff that came after is what I think of when I remember the anguish I used to go through in relation to the class... so I thought it would be relatively easy.

Well.. not really. Although I've done this before.. and this particular bit, simple repetition.. quite a lot.. I haven't done it for some time.. and really, was never any good at all at any of the very kernel of Meisner Technique stuff which is.. you know what I don't fucking know. Generally being honest, being open, being vibrant, alive, letting your emotions out. Stuff that I'm not, not in this context anyway.

I mean it's hard, it's really really hard. It's stuff that's totally unnatural for the average person to do without a lot of practice though it seem simple to the point of child stuff... and the new people in the class were struggling quite a lot too.. but, I thought I'd maybe get just a tiny bit more.. not a lot, but a bit more seeing as I studied this thing for a fucking year already.. but no. No more than the average total beginner.. and really.. less than most it seems.

Not less than all.. some of the people have a problem of overthinking this "let it all go and show your true emotions" technique... everyone does but some more than others.. I do more than others I think, and the teacher always makes a point of telling some of the guys (always guys) that some people are just really intelligent people.. thinkers.. and that's why they have so much trouble with it. Not the worst thing in the world someone can accuse you of.. if you have to be criticized for not doing something properly.

That's not what he said to me.. na.. I'm just repressed.. boring.. afraid.. stuff like that. Not necessarily in so many words, but the overall gist is that I'm pretty limited in my natural ability to do this stuff and by extension acting in general and have nice long list of negative but not at all interesting personality flaws to think about.

Other than that it went great. A lot of interesting people who I've never met before are in the class and at least half of them will stick with it for the next couple of weeks, it puts me back in the scene.. sorta, and I might actually get better doing this.. ya know.. learn something.

Well anyway it's harvest time. Vinobrani this weekend... which to be honest, interests me ore than anything else at the moment. *burps*