| Matheatre: Dormant Volcano of Ideas. |
[Mar. 7th, 2009|02:05 pm] |
It's March, there are many Matheatre projects on the docket, we have been running silent for almost 6 months now, so what are we doing...
1. Taxes.
2. New Album about Conic Sections, to be released as soon as it is completed.
3. New Mini-Book to go with "Calculus: The Musical!"
4. Updated Web Site for Matheatre.
5. Annotated Script of "Calculus: The Musical!"
That is the near future, and then there is the further future:
6. New Show about Geometry to be completely written by the end of April.
7. New Album about Logarithms.
8. New Album about High Degree Factoring.
9. New album about Trigonometry
10. New album about Matrices.
11. Kitty-Bunnies.
Almost everything on this list is written or at least half written, it's all a matter of buckling down and doing it. |
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| Germans and Poetry. |
[Nov. 9th, 2008|01:23 am] |
Geneva.
A beautiful name for a city.
The Germans call it Genf.
What rhymes with Genf? |
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| THE INTERNET IS MISSING 4,160,000,000 '2's! |
[Oct. 18th, 2008|10:04 pm] |
So okay, someone is stealing '2's from the internet:
Here is the raw data that I have gathered from google searches, when searching for the numbers from 1 to 9, this is how many hits I got:
1 22,910,000,000
2 12,560,000,000
3 16,460,000,000
4 14,080,000,000
5 13,820,000,000
6 11,590,000,000
7 10,770,000,000
8 10,470,000,000
9 9,910,000,000
Isn't this alarming. It would suggest that there are at the very least 4,160,000,000 '2's missing. A short discussion of the validity of Benford's Law is in order. Then we will form a search party. |
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| Without Riemann! COMPLETE! |
[Sep. 19th, 2008|02:40 pm] |
(Marc)
I am excited today because I have finished writing the Riemann song for reals this time!!
I started writing this in the Summer of 2005.
Hopefully it will get into the new show,
In the meantime, enjoy :) |
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| Back in Cincinatti |
[Sep. 14th, 2008|03:27 pm] |
(marc)
After a number of months of hiatus, we are back to work in some sense of the word.
We are here in Cincinnati discussing the continuation of the tour with the Know Theatre.
If everything goes as planned, they will take over the tour from us, which will give us the freedom to pursue new projects, and also live a life that involves us having an actual place where we live. How nice.
In the mean time, I am working on a whole slew of new songs which will hopefully be released before the new year, but that may be overly optimistic. |
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| Last Day |
[May. 22nd, 2008|12:06 am] |
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Today is the last day of the tour! |
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| More May. |
[May. 21st, 2008|11:56 pm] |
(May 15)
Endicott, NY
(May 17)
Okay, So, we went to the Adirondacks and after a lot of searching found this trail we wanted to hike, but after like, 3 minutes, my back started spasming, and there were all of these mosquitoes and I was freaking out and we didn't have any bug spray and it was just a horrible ordeal. So we got back in the Car and went to look for bug spray, and give it a second shot when we saw this guy, crossing the street. So yeah, good timing. |
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| Scranton, PA |
[May. 21st, 2008|11:40 pm] |
(May 14)
The Steamtown Mall Scranton, PA |
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| New York & Philadelphia |
[May. 21st, 2008|11:23 pm] |
(marc)
(May 2)
Larry takes us to see a Plaza in Philadelphia. Someone has not put away their toys.
(May 6)
In 1000 Years, this will be a cube.
(May 10)
Scientology what?
(May 11)
The Bronx Zoo.
(May 13)
Butterflies Storm the Philadelphia Museum of Art |
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| Finishing up April |
[May. 21st, 2008|10:41 pm] |
(marc)
(April 20)
Marc Prepares a Lavish Meal.
(April 22)
We saw this lady walking her dog.
On the way out of Lamington
(April 24)
A show in Annandale, VA
(April 26)
George Washington, A Mason.
(April 27)
Great Falls, MD
(April 30)
We are welcomed by the kind people of Blackwood, NJ
We are welcomed to Philadelphia by a studious Bee and Raccoon |
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| 100 Shows! |
[Apr. 19th, 2008|11:11 pm] |
Wednesday 16, 2008
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| Catching Up. |
[Apr. 19th, 2008|10:28 pm] |
(marc)
It's been a busy month, or what seems like a month. After a run of Birthdays and Weddings and Cat-Sitting in Minneapolis we are back on the road!
We've been a lot busier on this leg, and we are spending more and more of our time looking for internet.
(This is the Sci-Fi Cafe)
Or preparing lavish meals.
We had a day off in Wisconsin so we checked out the House on the Rock, I've been there before but I was amazed by how different my memories were to what we found. The Whale I thought was the size of a room, but is in fact 3 stories tall. How did I not remember that?
We did a school show at night in Fraser which is a suburb of Detroit. It was a really great show. After the show we went to the Ram's Horn, which is like the Perkin's of Detroit.
We spent the last week moving eastward through Ontario.
I got Diamond Shreddies.
And we're already back in America.
Tonight we're in Syracuse, we have today and tomorrow off, then it's back to work. |
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| Who is calling me? |
[Apr. 11th, 2008|06:37 pm] |
(marc)
I have been getting 3 to 4 calls on my cell phone a day from telemarketers.
This is very shocking as I am on the do not call registry.
It has already stopped me from answering real calls a number of times now.
So...I re-signed up on the list just to be sure, and I have 31 days before I can officially lodge complaints at these people.
Anyway we are in Madison, Wisconsin for the next 2 days, and have a small stint of not being crazy.
Planning is important.
It is becoming clearer every day, that we have to figure out where we are going to eat and sleep while we have the WI-FI.
The times when we need to find something and we don't have the Wi-Fi, we get all fussy.
Yesterday's world is gone. |
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| Eggs |
[Mar. 26th, 2008|09:58 pm] |
(marc)
Today we walked around Chicago, lots of walking, also ONE of us ate 1.75 Cadbury Creme Eggs (Purchased on Easter Clearance) The other ate .25 Cadbury Creme Eggs. |
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| (no subject) |
[Mar. 21st, 2008|03:31 pm] |
Every day that we've been performing here in Cincinnati I would look, as we were setting up, at the table we've been using and fret, first internally and then outwardly, at the worryingly prominent bowedness it had developed. At first it was barely perceptible, but after about two performances, after having been laid on, posed on and wrestled on, it had attained a very noticeably prominent sag.
"I'm worried about that," I'd say.
"You shouldn't be," he'd say.
"That table scares me," I'd say.
"It's fine," he'd say.
"Don't you think we should find a different table? I really don't want to die tonight," I'd say.
"Hahaha," he'd say.
Well, last night about a hundred and twenty people got to go home and tell their friends about how Sadie and Marc almost died when their sagging table snapped in two and dumped the both of them directly onto the floor.
I heard it crack, felt a sudden punch of not quite definable pain, and realized that we were about three feet lower than we should be, as the table had completely collapsed and dropped us straight down. There was a brief, shocked hush, then once the audience was sure we weren't injured, a roar of laughter. We broke character to clear away the rubble and figure out a set solution to get us through the rest of the performance (luckily there were benches already on stage behind our set), and while we were picking up the pieces I told the story of the time, in Toronto, when we were at the exact same point in the show, doing the exact same scene and we had stopped because a woman in the audience screamed. I looked behind me to see our whiteboard, the old original one we used to have which was MUCH heavier than the one we have now, tipping forward and was about 12 inches away from crashing onto my head.
So we set up the bench and picked up where we left off. Only I shouldn't have said anything about ever having had a whiteboard that ever tipped over, because when we got to the first scene where I write on the whiteboard...it tipped over.
So we had to break character AGAIN and fix the set, only this time it wasn't funny because by this time it was getting stupid. "Once is funny, twice is just not being careful," as that one Mr. Show sketch has taught us. The edge of the board caught me on the collarbone and I wasn't quite sure until the end if I had blood oozing from my chest or not.
So THEN.
One of the chairs busted. Not in a way that was particularly dramatic, but the bottom rung came completely detached and while it never actually gave out I was incredibly distracted for the entire second half of the performance until I could switch it for the chair behind the piano which would be safer because it never gets stood on or anything dangerous like that. However, I don't think anybody in the audience trusted us not to kill ourselves or them, because it was obviously falling apart before their very eyes. I could hear people whispering "the chair" and "that chair!" and I was sensing some very palpable unease from parts of the front row. And then I played the last two songs with my right hip ever so carefully positioned and my weight precariously distributed to balance my rickety chair and keep me from pitching over sideways.
It was really terrible.
But pretty funny.
Maybe?
Embarrassing, definitely. But luckily no actual injury was sustained. We do owe the Know theatre a new table though...man. |
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| (no subject) |
[Mar. 20th, 2008|07:49 pm] |
Calculus: The Musical!: 2
Death: 0
It was that kind of show tonight. Wow. |
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[Mar. 14th, 2008|05:32 pm] |
Today I entered the USPS/HBO "Power of the Letter" sweepstakes.
I could win a trip for four to Colonial Williamsburg!
In approximately 1990 I entered a sweepstakes through American Girls (the book series turned doll company) to win a trip to Colonial Williamsburg for a tea party with Felicity, the series' newest character. Felicity was an American girl who embodied the spirit of Colonial America growing up in 1774. I was on the mailing list for their catalogs and I hoarded them for years, looking at the pictures and reading over and over again the descriptions of the dolls, their clothes and their paraphernalia that came straight from the books that I loved so very very much. The dolls were very expensive and I never had one, which is just as well because my imagination was so much better, I'm sure. I did, however, so desperately want to win the trip to Colonial Williamsburg that I filled out at least ten of the entry cards (I got a lot of catalogs, because I'm sure ten year old girls have a lot of buying power) and sent them all in while counting down the days until the drawing to find out if I won.
I didn't win. Obviously. I mean, my life would be so much different now if I had, I probably wouldn't even know you.
A friend I knew for a while a couple of years ago hadn't won the sweepstakes, but somehow he happened to mention one day--I think perhaps the American Girls series came up in a conversation or something--that he had gotten to go to Colonial Williamsburg and actually attended that very tea party with Felicity. How could he have been so lucky!! He didn't really have much to say about it, which kind of made me want to punch him.
I've thought about writing a one-woman play about this, trying to track down the person who actually won the sweepstakes and finding out what it was like. I've poked around on the internet a little bit trying to find out, but I haven't really dedicated myself to contacting the company or anything like that.
Anyway, I was at the post office with Marc and his mom yesterday and I saw a poster about this John Adams miniseries that HBO is putting on. I had a long time to wait so I read the whole thing. Down at the bottom it suggested going to www.poweroftheletter.com to enroll for a sweepstakes...to win a trip to Colonial Williamsburg. My heart stopped for a fraction of a second. This could be my second chance.
The thing is, I travel throughout the US all the fricking time. I've been to Virginia like twice in the past year and a half alone. I'm going back in like two months. I could go to Colonial Williamsburg any time I want. That's part of what being an adult is all about. I can do that. It's my choice. Nobody's stopping me.
However, I have no desire to go to Colonial Williamsburg. I want to win a trip to Colonial Williamsburg. It would be the awesomest thing ever, to have round-trip airfare and hotel reservations already made in my name, I just breeze into Colonial Williamsburg and meet the town crier, the blacksmith, maybe stop at the baker's and have a scone or something, be photographed for the promotional purposes of whatever company has paid for my all-expenses paid trip. It would be so fun.
So cross your fingers for me. I think I find out on April 20 if I won. |
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