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subatomic. auditions

We are casting actors for subatomic., the company that produces Seattle Neutrino Project and other shows. We cast by four-month season. The next season runs from October 1 through January 31.

subatomic. provides training for on-camera acting and improvisation. Company members are also cross-trained in audio mixing, video mixing, and stage managing.

Our primary show is the Seattle Neutrino Project, but company members are also involved in the production of short scripted films and other experimental show formats.

Details

Saturday, September 23
Slot A: 2:00pm - 3:30pm
Slot B: 4:00pm - 5:30pm
Theatre of Puget Sound
Center House building,
Seattle Center Room D.

Audition Requirements

Bring a headshot or other photo and resume if you have one. Be prepared to improvise with other auditioning people on and off camera.

What we are looking for

subatomic. is an all volunteer organization.

Open to anyone 21+ with stage or film acting experience.

The season will include monthly shows and potential shows outside of Seattle (within Puget Sound).

Commitment

Weekly rehearsals on Sundays from 10:00 am to 1:00 pm.

Monthly performances - usually Friday and Saturday nights. Dates for October and November are already set.

Interested?

If you would like to audition, please email your name, phone number, and your preferred slot (A or B) on September 23. Email info@seattleneutrino.com

Julia was in town this week with her husband Kevin. She and I have been friends for over 10 years, but haven't seen each other in three or really spoken in over one. Sometimes, when you have known someone for so long and been through so much ridiculous LIFE with them, they become like your family. And, much like family, when things get sticky and weird, it can be harder to recover from it simply because of how important they are to you. We haven't been as close as we once were for quite some time, and I didn't know what would happen once we were finally together again.

In any case, it was so wonderful to see her. I got to introduce her to a LOT of my favorite people - including many friends she'd heard about and seen pictures of over the years. I got to take her to karaoke and watch Don give her hell for allowing her incredible voice to be underappreciated. I got to introduce her to David and my city. I got to show her a little bit of what it is I do out here.

Sometimes, with women, it's hard to be real with each other. This is especially the case when one (or in this case, both) of you are going through huge transitions and aren't quite sure who you are. However, once both of you are happy and grounded in your life and your love and your friends and your jobs, it is REMARKABLY easy to make things right again.

I love you, sweet girl. I am so glad to have you back in my life.

Your Celebrity Boob Twin:

Lucy Lawless

So, I discovered - immediately after my last post - that my episode of Cherub is online. I had been really psyched about seeing how it came out... it's weird how completely - and how quickly - perspective can change. In any case, if you think a six-minute short about a computer-nerd magic-obsessed lesbian-witch will make your day better, here it is.

I read most of the way through this article before it kicked in that it was real. I met Ephraim (aka terso, and a million other things) through Josh (whom I never referred to as anything except DJ in my journals, now that I think of it) and was really upset that no longer seeing Josh meant I wouldn't get to hang out with E anymore. When I first started dating jamies, I was so happy to find out that E was dating Jamie's friend sgtred, which meant I got to keep him around for awhile longer. After Jamie and I broke up, E and I stayed in touch occasionally via IM or lj, but I hadn't seen him in awhile. I was just thinking about him the other day, because of the picture I have on my living room wall of him kissing my cheek at my 25th birthday party.

His memorial service will be a year and a half to the day since we lost Nicole. In that time, I had completely forgotten what this feels like.

There's a Flickr pool in his memory, but this one has to be my favorite.

My first friendster testimonial about E still pretty much sums up how I feel about him :

Mothra, Posted 12/3/2003
I remember the exact moment when I realized that Ephraim was one of the coolest motherfuckers I had ever met. We're at Deep Down, and when he turns around he realizes that I've been imitating how he's dancing. Rather than being all "Hey, what the" or "Dude, are you making fun of me?" or "You're so lame, come up with your own fly shit", he says "Gurrrrrrrrllll, you've got MOVES!" This is when I realized that we were going to be BFF. (True story!)

Here's hoping he's making booties bounce in a better place.

EXITheatre is rooted in collaboration; providing a home for artists to create multi-disciplinary works which engage the unknown, deliberately exploit convention, and move beyond the black box.

Retreat was ... incredible. After going to three Annex retreats, I thought I knew what a theatre company retreat was. This time was so different - with a small group of people with very similar passions and vision gather together, the results cannot possibly be the same. Annex was such a large group with such disparate goals - not that this is bad in any way, of course. I just always felt like the direction the discussions and projects were taking was not exactly where my passions lay, and because of that I was often loathe to speak up. I loved (and still love, duh) the people, I thought the work was really strong, I really enjoyed the work we did while I was part of it ... but it wasn't the type of theatre that most excites and delights me. I never felt completely and totally at home the way I have here.

We spent one afternoon developing project ideas, and my group spent a big chunk of time in a hot tub brainstorming the details of a project that exploded into my brain in a way I had never experienced before. The theatrical experience that convinced me I wanted to do this in the first place - a month-long generative performance art workshop - was very similar in theme to B2RW, as He-BOTT dubbed it. Everything was so organic and visceral and natural and EASY in these discussions, and I can't express how glad I am to finally be part of this company.

Some of you might remember me rambling over the course of the past year about how I felt about my future. I had this very palpable feeling that BIG THINGS were on the horizon. I felt that I had paid my dues, I had suffered through bad jobs and bad relationships and had just been slogging through hoping I was headed in the right direction. Beyond a certain point, it seemed that all of that work and suffering and patience had to pay off - my karma HAD to change. I told erin80 about six months ago that if I just kept working hard and trying to make my life better, no matter how difficult it was, that things were going to turn around. I was convinced I was on the verge of something huge.

For the first time in my life, I feel like I know who I am and what I want. I have a job that I love - which not only feeds my soul, but also emphasizes and utilizes my strengths. I have coworkers I trust and respect, who are constantly reaffirming the life choice I have made. I am on the verge of a promotion and will soon be takinig a huge step toward making this school a place I can really call my own. I am part of not one but TWO film/theatre companies that I am really proud of - full of people I adore and work well with. I have a fantastic boyfriend who supports everything I do. And last but certainly not least, I have the most brilliant and constant group of friends I have ever had.

Holy SHIT, was I right about big things being around the corner. If I can maintain this level of personal/professional/artistic bliss, what a fucking fantastic life I will have.

... and how was YOUR weekend?

Look at that green
Out through the screen
After a quick rain came

So fast that there wasn't time
To roll up the window
And pull the clothes down off the line

I don't care
It was so dry
The grass is happy and I think
So am I


Change is hard - even if it's good change. Even if it's change that's been coming for years, even if you've been expecting it, even if you've been hoping for it with every molecule in your body. Suddenly, you are swimming in completely unfamiliar waters, and you aren't sure who you ARE in relation to this, and you don't know how to speak everyone's language anymore. If you're me, you've become so accustomed to your niche in the world that even a giant leap upward can leave you feeling lost.

This re-positioning period has been ... I don't even know how to explain. On one hand, I have been happier in the last few months - hands down - than I have ever been. This is the only time in my life that I have felt completely loved and respected and appreciated for who I AM. Before, there was always something not quite right - some little thing that I felt like I needed to change in order to be perfect. _I_ was beautiful, but we never hung out at my place because I couldn't afford to live alone. _I_ was talented and vivacious, but we rarely out with my friends because the way I interacted with them made him feel uncomfortable. _I_ was great at my job, but wasn't there some way I could make more money for what I did? The process of constantly trying to squeeze myself into a mold that just barely didn't fit was exhausting, even if I didn't realize it at the time. I want to make it clear that there is no blame in this, I've just realized a lot of things recently. A lot of things. Why did it never occur to me that there might be someone out there who thought I was just right? On the other hand, even though I am thrilled that my self-imposed dating version of Goldilocks is finally over, I am having a bit of a hard time re-calibrating my perceptions of the world around me.

If I have been an absent friend recently, I apologize. This time, however, it isn't because my friends are uncomfortable with the way we interact in public. This time, I don't have to say, "It's different when we're alone." This time, it is because I am really appreciating what it means to be ME, and it's such a novel experience that I let myself get caught up in it.

I even cleaned my KITCHEN this morning. Those of you who know me will surely understand what that means.

And now, I am going to have a cigarette with the guy who has cooked me four gourmet meals in as many days. I am slowly learning that it is possible to get used to this.

So. Links.

I totally neglected to mention working on Cherub, which if anything else should prove how brainfried I am. Supposedly the next season trailer comes out tomorrow - and if I'm not in that, I should show up around episode 4. There was a reporter from Wired one of the days I was there, and apparently Brendan Kiley showed up as well. Needless to say, we had a good time. I may have been a bit of an absentee from the old Annex crew, but I still love the hell out of them. Speaking of which, here's a picture of Basil wearing my pants. Now THAT'S love.


On a not-related-to-me note, this is my favorite picture.

I'm getting new glasses soon. This is VERY EXCITING. Here they are!

Life has been super-freaking-crazy-busy. In the last month, I've worked on Take / Out, Neutrino, Burning Bridges, and all the graduation hullabaloo for my class. Plus, I've been spending time with the fatass brothers and my adorable boyfriend and amazing friends. Life is pretty stinking good.

More info when my kids aren't all getting up from rest time ...

Attention, Non-Seattle friends and Seattle friends who are NOT in Neutrino:

Wanna see a 6-minute film where I dress as Trinity and wear full-body vinyl?
Go here.

Wanna see the 4-minute long segment that Evening Magazine did about Neutrino?
Go here.

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Need a little more information? We made the film as part of STIFF's 48-hour film contest. On Friday night, we were given the rules:

1) Our film must be 6 minutes long
2) Our film must be an Action Adventure
3) Our film must contain a politician named P. Flowers
4) Our film must utilize pocket change in some way
5) Our film must contain the line "More like 28, right guys?"

At 9:00 on Saturday morning, we met at IHOP to discuss exactly what we were going to be doing. We split up to get props and costumes and reconvened at about 1:00. We shot until about 8, at which point we were dirty and exhausted and some of us had to throw away our torn socks. The next morning was our dress rehearsal for this weekend's Neutrino show, and after the show was done Cisco had about four hours to edit the whole thing and turn it in.

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Part 2 - last month, John Curley came to guest with Neutrino for our Saturday night show at the Market Theatre. He brought a whole crew of camera folks, and they followed us around all night. It's short and sweet, and he's a pretty cool guy... plus, he gave us the gift that keeps on giving. (That's right. The Thicke.) A few people emailed or called me to say "Hey, I saw you on TV!" That will never get old.

My dad and mom instant messaged me today to say that they'd seen both films and think that I have a "good crew" up here. I said "Well, duh."

Sorry for the relative radio silence recently (with the exception of ridiculous memes, which pretty much scream "FILLER!") This is for several reasons, including ...

1) A two-month-PLUS run-in with THIS fun disease, which just refused to go away
2) The impending end of the school year, and a hellacious set of Parent-Teacher Conferences which stretched on over the course of almost three weeks
3) Further work insanity stemming from the disappearance (after several months of confusion) of my assistant, followed by what is now MONTHS of time spent with the most difficult (i.e. flabbergasting) substitute I have ever worked with in my life
4) Yet FURTHER work insanity stemming from another staff member having to leave, due to a LONG-ago blip on her record and some pretty stringent licensing requirements
5) My landlord being replaced, which nearly resulted in me being evicted due to a bizarre sequence of events
6) Continued rehearsals for Neutrino, including the show with John Curley
7) The impending (TOMORROW! HOLY MOLY!) opening of Burning Bridges and all that entails
8) Spending some quality time (after all that insanity) with my fab new boyfriend.

For awhile there, I was suffering from a severe case of sensory overload. However, now that the icky parts of my list are starting to settle down and I can really begin to feel grounded in the goodness of the good part, I am going to try to regain some form of contact with you precious pumpkins I love best. And, just to show you how much I care ... here is a song. It's been going around and around in my head recently, and reminds me once again that Casie was a very smart girl when she postulated that [Total radio silence probably = happy Alicia].

Ariella, 7:30, I don't want to get up yet
Listen to the morning music, cursing the alarm you set
As you know I've never been a praying man
I don't need a God to make me feel all right
But if you wonder why I never wrote you a song
It's because happiness writes white

I tried to put it into words, but the words just sound like mistakes
I tried to find a set of cords, but you know how long that takes me
I can't trust my fingers, I can't trust my tongue
The work is too important and we're no longer young after all
When I consider what you put up with I'm amazed you still have skin
When I consider what you mean to me... it's everything
It's everything

Ariella, 11:30, I don't want to go to sleep
Turn the TV off already, curse the hours we have to keep
As you know I've never been a confident man
I've been in the tall grass all my life
Until you came along, now there's one less thing wrong
Even though happiness writes white

I know happiness writes white
I know happiness writes white
I know happiness writes white
I know happiness writes white
I know hapinesss writes white

(are you sleeping?)

Guilt	What is yours?	Explain yourself
Culinary:	Taco Bell	Where I grew up, even though we knew it was gross, it wasn't reviled with the same fervor it appears to be here. Plus, nothing is better than Toxic Hell in the middle of the night when you're a drunk college kid in Minnesota and nothing else is open.
Literary:	Up a Road Slowly	It's one of those horrible coming of age stories that follows a girl named Julie from her mother's death when she's seven until her high school graduation. You know, going to live with the crochety spinster aunt out in the country, drunken delusional uncle, young love, blah blah blah. I have seriously read this book probably fifty or sixty times. I don't know why.
Audiovisual:	Crappy Crappy Crappy Movies	You know, those movies that suck so bad that you just can't help but love the SHIT out of them? Those. I have a "wall of shame" in my living room commemorating my love for classics like Foxfire and Threesome.
Musical:	The Spice Girls, among others	Same theory as the movies. What can I say? I'm a classy lady.
Celebrity:	Angelina Jolie	I have loved her since WAY before you all knew who the hell she was, and even though she's a crazy bitch, I still love her. Pretty much to pieces.

Now I tag:-

erin80 apartment_5 jamies bryiarrose and nenie


to complete this same Quiz, Its HERE.

Fox 134% Beast

You are a fox. You probably have a large group of friends and feel happiest in a dark nightclub. You may like to eat scraps as well.

My test tracked 1 variable How you compared to other people your age and gender: You scored higher than 95% on variable 1

Link: The What Woodland Creature Are You Test written by dustyowl on Ok Cupid, home of the 32-Type Dating Test

years they have passed
and now why do you ask
am i sleeping through life
am i sleeping away everything

i watched cartoons while you went to the funeral
frozen in midair like wile e coyote
did i get through it all
did i sleep through it all

-Tracy Bonham,
from Did I Sleep Through It All

In Loving Memory, a Celebration of Seattle Music Culture
This Saturday, Seattle Center
10 am - Dusk

'Nuff said.

Neutrino
You came and you gave me a turkey
On my vacation from worky,
Neutrino

Wanna know what we look like? Here we are.

(Hey, flamejones! Remember that conversation we had at the HUT today about that one shirt that you're always wearing in every picture? Yeah, check it out. Told ya.)

Yeah, you heard me.



As you probably guessed, I am at home, still totally unable to swallow without wanting to tear out my hair, and still completely effing deaf. Yay, being sick! I keep saying I'm going to go to sleep, but I keep finding interesting shit to do on this devil-machine. (Damn you, devil machine!)

Maybe I'll go watch my preview and ponder how glad I am to be six (I think?) pants sizes smaller now. We did that show in ... 2001? Jesus. I see Jeff around every once in awhile, but I am convinced he won't recognize me, so I never say anything to him. This is ridiculous, considering how elated working with him made me at the time. I was such a different person then, I sometimes wonder if I would recognize me.

I am going through one of those weird, weird spells where there are all kinds of things that I feel the need to express but I realize that I need to KEEP MY GODDAMN MOUTH SHUT, FOR THE LOVE OF GOD. Already blew that resolution a bit on one front today, but am holding it mostly in check. Why am I not doing a monologue show about a crazy person right now? That would totally catharsis-ize this itchiness out of my brain. It's not bad at all, I just feel a bit like I'm bursting at the seams. Most of the things I'm bursting with are good, but it's still not the most ... comfortable ... way to be.

Anyway, it's been a long damn time since I've had a flashback post, hasn't it? And given how completely different my life is from one year ago (not even to mention five), here we go then.

April 11, 2005
April 4, 2004
April 2, 2003
April 8, 2002
Not quite April, but it's going in here because it was the first EVER ...
May 4, 2001

Jesus Fucking Christ. If I ever need to remind myself who I really am or how far I've come since moving to this amazing city, remind me to just go back to this entry. It hasn't been easy but this city is such a part of me, and a part of that struggle. More importantly, it is a part of the joy that comes from making it through everything (relatively) unscathed, stronger, smarter, and with a better story to tell. In the end, isn't that all we really need?

John Curley guests with Neutrino!

We are happy to announce that John Curley, the venerable host of King 5's Evening Magazine TV program, will join Seattle Neutrino Project for one of the April shows at the Market Theater! That's April 14 and 15 at 8pm.

Get your tickets right now through Brown Paper Tickets.

Word.

-Seattle Neutrino Project