Saturday, August 13, 2005

Phil Howard I.M.

Our colleague Phil Howard has died during his vacation from Pacific Northwest Ballet.
We worked together at so many occasions. Phil was a follow spot operator extraordinaire. A graceful man, who delighted the Dutchess with a personal "thank you" card after a pot roast dinner, she hosted for the PNB crew at our humble abode.
I still can't believe he's gone. There are so many places at McCaw Hall that remind us of him. Jeff suggested there should be a plaque in remembrance of him at the stage elevator.

Saturday, August 06, 2005

Ask a Kid

A mother, wife of one of the orchestra's musicians, came in through the stage entrance, two blond girls in tow. Greeting Ms. Linny at her welcome desk the mother said,"Do you know what Linny does for fun?" "I do," one of her daughters said, "she jumps out of airplanes, you told us."
Linny beamed, she'd jumped only once in the morning, before coming to work at McCaw Hall, but the memory of that one parachute jump was good for a big fat grin.
The Dutchess says Ms. Linny saved our marriage many times. Telling me during tech weeks that I shouldn't go home a grump. That I had to remember my wife didn't get to see much of me and I should be nice. Thank goodness she got her welcome desk in McCaw Hall. With all respect, just imagine the kind of advice we'd get from the guards!

Thursday, August 04, 2005

Dreaming about far away places…

I know, I know, sail boats have nothing to do with The Ring. But working as a flyman does make me think of sailing around the world. I mean, isn't that what sailors do, pulling ropes? If only we could get a good breeze back here!

Baba BarAnn

Photo Credit Bob Richardson.

Not another opera, not a variation on Master and Commander, but an adventurous journey it must have been.

Follow Bob and Candace Richardson and their occasional crew of friends as they sail Baba BarAnn around the Pacific.
Chapters such as: The Getaway, Passage to San Francisco, Cabo San Lucas and La Paz, Moorea to Bora Bora and Huahine and a visit to "New Potatoes". Check it out. Pretty cool blog book.

Monday, August 01, 2005


Our one day off and it's overcast. Excuse me, what happened to my follow spot? Somebody fell asleep up there?

Break a Leg

Saying "toi-toi-toi" came into being because you don't want to wish dancers "to break a leg". Yesterday K.K. had a work related accident. Something about the trap door. Mmh. Happened at 2 PM. He went to the hospital and returned at 5:30 PM with his lower leg in a cast. He had broken his foot.
So, from now on, "toi-toi-toi" is the term, no "break a leg" what ever you do on stage.