estrogen & epithets

Today's Top Three

1) OMGosh, it's sunny outside!
2) Jackie Robinson + Barack Obama + Olympic Gold = Shauni Davis, the most patriotic man in America.
3) Buying Kylie a candy bar because I lost the bet on Lindsey Vonn's win.


It's gorgeous outside. And I got to sleep in this morning. But I feel a little sick, and I have Antigone rehearsal tonight until nine o'clock, which is never fun, especially when there is a sociology paper hanging over head, and Men's Figure Skating on NBC. (Enter Shamless Plug for Evan Lysacek.) Bright side, though, I have costume call, and I finally get to see my little old man get up! Mahatma Hamliton-Briers lives! I am crossing my fingers that seeing the costume will help me generate some great body language, because so far, I have been having a bit of trouble with the whole "old" thing. Springy, I can be. Elfish, I can be. Lecherous, I can be. (Winkie face, anyone?) But old has definitely been giving me problems. Hmm....hip problems.....that could be an idea....

To finish, some text from my favorite Antigone ode, the Paean:

God of many names

O Iacchus
son
of Kadmeian Semele
O born of the Thunder!
Guardian of the West
Regent
of Eleusis' plain
O Prince of meanad Thebes
and the Dragon Field by rippling Ismenos:

God of many names

the flame of torches
flares on our hills
the nymphs of Iacchos
dance at the vine-close mountain
come ah come in ivy:
Evohe evohe! sings through the streets of Thebes

God of many names

Iacchos of Thebes
heavenly Child
of Semele bride of the Thuderer!
The shadow if plague is upon us:
come
with clement feet
oh come from Parnasos
down the long slopes
across the lamenting water

Io Fire! Chorister of the throbbing stars!
O purest among the voices of the night!
Thou son of God, blaze for us!

Come with choric rapture of circling Maenads
Who cry Io Iacche!

God of many names!