July 2nd, 2008 by dametuckaberry
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Go see Wall-E.
I can usually find something mean to say about, well, anything.
I can’t thing of a single thing about this film that wasn’t simply wonderful.
It made me gasp aloud in the theater. And cry a little. And laugh a lot. And yes, we’re talking about cartoon robots.
I won’t say any more except that if you haven’t seen it and want someone to go with, this is the sort of film that I would pay to see twice.
Shook me to the core, it did.
I have just been told that, after two years of addressing holiday cards to "Mr. Jon and Mrs. Jane Doe" that this is incorrect business practice and we’re reverting back to addressing them to "Mr. and Mrs. Jon Doe."
I don’t know why this bothers me as much as it does.
I feel utterly nauseous and I kind of want to walk out the door and never turn back.
Incorrect business is to deny a woman’s right to be addressed by her actual name.
I am revolted.
I’m planning to hit the climbing gym this Friday evening if I can get a belay partner.
5:30 PM or so.
It’s HERE
, near Columbus Circle.
1. Playing the djembe: not so easy, actually.
2. I have "a lot of issues going on" (says the PHD in psychology.)
3. Being an office manager sucks.
4. Cooking bullets in an oven will make them go off. (thanks, Mythbusters!)
5. Bulls react to motion, not to the color red. (thanks again, Mythbusters!)
6. Watching TV: pretty educational, actually.
7. In spite of, or perhaps because of everything that has transpired over the past few months, I am more confident than ever that Tuckaberry will be touring full-time within two years and that it will be my primary occupation even sooner.
8. UPS sucks. Still.
Saw neurosurgeon #3 today. He’s my favorite, and will be the one I go to if the time comes, which he said he kind of thinks it probably will. He echoed number two, marveling at the fact that I can even walk, much less work. "You have clever nerves" he says. He also marveled at the enormity of my herniation. It’s starting to get a complex about its size. I asked him to give me a really compelling argument not to operate electively. And he did. Paraphrasing: "I’ve seen it happen–granted, not on herniations as big as yours–where that tissue shrinks back and becomes absorbed by the body. As long as you’re getting better, as long as the weakness in your leg is mild, as long as you don’t experience any of the emergency symptoms (foot drop, incontinence), we need to hold out hope that this can happen for you."
Okay. When you put it that way, I get it. Also, apparently, surgery does weaken the spine slightly. Pretty compelling side note.
We discussed future baby. "Get an MRI before you start trying to get pregnant" he says. If the herniation is still the same, we need to talk about surgery again. No matter what happens, he says I should probably elect cesarian birth, as natural birth would be enough to cause more serious damage to the blown disc as well as the bulging one and the ones which look dehydrated and iffy. And while it’s not ideal, pregnancy at any stage does not contra-indicate anesthesia and spinal surgery if necessary, or another MRI.
I am amazed at how not afraid of the future I am any more. I feel like I have all my plans, my backup plans, and my backup backup plans in place. And you know, when you make plans nothing ever goes wrong. But they do make you feel better about the unsure. Plans, that is. Make you feel better. Well, they do me.
So I feel pretty good. I don’t know how the nerves find their way around that blob, but whatever. If it works, don’t fix it. And if it stops working, we’ll deal with it. Now I have three neurosurgeons who know me and have my insurance information. I’ve got doctors in two boroughs and I can schedule surgery within a matter of days if the time comes. In the meantime, I’m cleared to begin gentle excercise (hold off on the climbing, and I think the boxing gloves will need to be permanently hung up) and can go about life like before. Well, not like before. Because I’ve got to go about it differently to stay well.
So I can go about life…anew.
For now.
And that’s okay.
Donkey: baritone, sweet, gullible, physical comedy; Ensemble: character voices, physical comedy; Man: multipart/puppets, baritone/tenor, comedic timing; Child/Bunny: male or female, multipart/puppets, under 5’5”, high tenor/mezzo. Note: NO PERFORMERS UNDER 18 YEARS OLD.
Seeking—
Auditions will be open call on Sunday, June 8th from 6:30 - 8:30 P.M. at Shetler Studios: 244 West 54th Street between Broadway & 8th Avenue. Prepare an uptempo song and a ballad. Bring pix & résumés, stapled together. For more info, visit www.tuckaberry.com. Questions? Email tuckaberry@yahoo.com. Small stipend provided at finish, based on ticket sales.