I'd been thinking about some of the changes I'm working on in my life (both personal and situational) and it occurred to me that change can be about making a goal and then working towards it as if it were already established fact. There's one in particular that seems to be working that way, and I haven't wavered from it since I made the decision - I wonder if/hope that I can treat more decisions and adaptations that way. Going to do it - it's already done - do the work. It's a little backwards, perhaps, but may just keep me from procrastinating like I do!
Primary is just falling to pieces all around us. The First Counselor was gone again, having to work again, and the Second Counselor apparently moved out of the ward and didn't show up (although the Bishop had said she'd be coming for the next three weeks). One of the teachers (who's children were scheduled to give the talk and the scripture in Sharing Time) were absent, so we were left with one teacher, the Sister missionary who keeps the Primary scraping along by the skin of her teeth, and me. Sister Fugal took the two littlest girls in to the Nursery (since we also don't have a Nursery leader) and the teacher and I dealt with the remaining 8 kids. Poor, poor ward - the Bishop's being released, a member of the bishopric just moved out, and within a month they won't have enough active Priesthood holders to function as a ward. Here's hoping (and praying!) for an influx of members into the boundaries in the next two months! (And may 2 or 3 of them play the piano, as next week is my last week, too!)
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I actually ran out a few minutes early to catch a bus home, then got back on the train to the British Library to attend a panel discussion called 'Worlds of Wonder'. The Library currently has a big exhibit on science-fiction, and they brought in three SF writers and a TED Fellow to talk. It was fascinating. Neil Gaiman (the guy behind 'Coraline'; the book, graphic novel, and movie - also, do yourself a favor and read his "The Graveyard Book'), Peter F. Hamilton, and Kari Sperring were the authors, and Rachel Armstrong sat in for science (TED = Technology/Entertainment/Design - Rachel is building technological constructs that behave as though they're alive... now that's sci-fi!). They talked about writing, the role of science, art, living science fiction, a poop machine (it re-creates the human digestive process for you - yay?), and not knowing where we're going. Those were some very smart, and pretty funny, people.
Then I dashed down to the Globe Theatre to get in line for 'Dr. Faustus' - I had a groundling ticket and I have learned that you have to be in line early, otherwise you can't get close enough to the stage to lean on it (and trust me, when you're standing for a two-and-a-half to three-hour play, you want something to lean on). A big part of my reason for wanting to see this show (in all fangirly honesty) was that Arthur Darvill was playing Mephistopheles (the main Hench-Devil) and I really like him as Rory on the current (and just past) season of Doctor Who. Turns out he's better on the small screen than on stage, though I did like seeing him in person. (At one point his feet were about 8 inches away from my face. Leaning on the stage, remember.) I started talking with the woman standing next to me and found out that not only did she know what a dramaturg was, she was a director/writer/choreographer/performer from Vancouver who has actually WORKED with dramaturgs. Apparently, I should have gone to grad school in Canada. As a special bonus, at one point the lead 'clown' in the play was leaving and he exited by means of a ramp off the front of the stage (I was just at the corner of the ramp). As he made the turn to the ramp he 'urinated' out onto the audience (actually a little squeeze bottle attached inside his costume - I spotted it just before I ducked). It was pretty funny, actually, and certainly played up to the Globe's policy of actors interacting with audience members!* * * * *
It's not often that you get a texting testimony, description of a poop machine from Neil Gaiman, and peed on at the Globe all in the same day!
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