Reflections on the Dregs of a Semester Past…

I’m reclining on my Sherlock chair, a cat taking a bath on me, writing this on my phone, lovely lurkers, so forgive any overlooked typos or autocorrect’s odd mistranslations.

As I (the holidays having passed) finally pick up my color-coded calendar to look at the overview of Spring semester coming up, I needs must tie up the loose ends of my thoughts on the events which colored the end of last semester.

Many many research papers abounded for me, work-wise, of course: both Comp 1 & 2 at Front Range and Staging Cultures at Metro all conclude with research papers, all of which took me the better part of two weeks to take care of. Topics included: all sorts of discussion of marginalized cultures and theatre; medical care for trans people; always a couple about gun control; a few about use of LSD for mental health treatments; the CRISPR gene; the beneficial effect of music and playing it; arts in the schools; the benefits of a mandatory minimum sentence; and the dangers of climate change. Apparently some of my Comp 1 students got me a tshirt that has “It’s on the syllabus” emblazoned on it, which I must fetch from them soon before the new semester begins. Such a sweet (self-aware) gesture!

Professional artistic endeavors ended up very satisfactorily–as you’ve seen here, I’m quite happy with how the fights from Outrageous Fortune turned out. What I haven’t had a chance to talk about, though, is the absolutely stellar production of Hand to God, which I was so impressed with, especially acting-wise, and would have been even if my fights hadn’t appeared on the stage. Meaningful, gripping, funny, and a frankly virtuoso performance by a brilliant young actor named John Hauser. You know your fights turned out well when, as the first blow falls (w/perfect angle and sound), the audience collectively catches its breath: “Ooo!” 

How would you choreograph a man smashing his own hand to a pulp with a hammer?


Being a part of both these productions was helpful in the healing process of the continuing stress of my domestic life but especially the most recent heartbreak, which occurred on opening day of OF. (Nope, not writing about that here: buy me a pint or two and we can chat about it if you like)…

But perhaps the most life-changing professional/artistic endeavor has been my experiences with Boulder Burlesque. Since joining the training program in October, I’ve had the happy opportunity to choreograph, perform, and slumber party with these amazing women (and men); and also work the enlightening (to me) and super-fun Kink Carnival. This last event has contributed to my continued growth in my sexual exploration and expression, as I am sort of starting from where I left off in my 20s in that area. For more about that sort of thing, Facebook-friend Valkyrie Rose, my burlesque persona. I may do simple things here like share basic events, but if this subject matter and my journey thereinto interests you further, you’ll find more of my musings about it on that profile.

That’s about it, lovely lurkers! I should be much more frequent a poster here now too, and stay tuned for another musing upon the upcoming semester. It’ll be a busy one…

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