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Originally Posted by VydorScope
Saturday morning here... today we start recording for the Living Cross! 25 years this play has been running, and it gets larger ever year. Cast of around 200, plus crew, directors and etc! I will be on camera this year. in the past I have been on stage, but I like being behind the lens better. We will record the whole thing over the next few days, so that opening night we can sell DVD copies. From now till Easter hectic nature of life just exploded all over the place.
Coffee in the cup, will need to switch to water for recording. No coughing allowed!
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I saw the 'Passion Play' in Oberamagau, Austria when I was younger and was just dazzled by it all. Wonderful! I'd love to see it again. We missed it by just a few weeks when we were motorcycling through that area a few years ago.
But some years ago, in fact it was when I was 20 and in my first duty station in the Military, sitting around the coffee room on a break with the rest of my section, when the Major suggested that we work out a schedule for coverage during the Easter vacation. I volunteered to work it, as I had no plans to return home. Easter wasn't a part of my religion. In fact, I was the only non-Christian in my unit. (I was also the only 'Yankee city boy' in a room from of southern and western rednecks.) We started talking about the Easter holidays and the Captain asked me if I knew what the holiday signified. I replied "sure! It's was after Christ was crucified and buried, and the arose from the grave. If he saw his shadow there would be six more weeks of winter." There was absolute silence in the room, so thick you could choke on it. No one was sure if I was serious or not. After about (what felt like a week) one of the Lieutenants caught on that I was being facetious, and this was just New York City slicker sick humor. It can be difficult being a Southerner stuck in a room with a Yankee... Of course I had to then demonstrate that I actually knew the 'real' story behind the holiday, but when I added in part about the rabbit and the colored eggs on the White House lawn and biting the heads off of marshmallow peeps they all got up and left the room. Military personal aren't known for their tolerance for creative humor.
Time for a glass of tequila and then some sleep.
Stitchawl