Freelancing in technical theater means you’re on a lot of different email lists. People need a crew, they send out an email, you respond with your availability. Now, most people start these with things like “hey folks” or “hi everyone”. Neal is not most people.
His openers started off innocent enough.
Then, he started to push boundaries.
And as you can see, it has spiraled out of control since then.
Tag yourselves. I’m the anteater in a suit who thinks he can pass.
THEY JUST KEEP COMING
He’s even witty in real time.
I am 1000% going to start emailing my students this way
love that the whole Steven Universe off-model thing started out so subtly that most people were like “it’s a cartoon calm down” INCLUDING ME and now it’s gotten to the point where it seems animators are drawing vague shapes and saying “yeah thats Conrad don’t worry” “you mean Connie?” “yeah that one”
I know my night is your noon,
But at least we get to share the same sky and dream under
the same blanket of breathtaking stars,
We get to breathe the same air,
We are even comprised of the same stardust,
Most importantly our souls are made up of the things that rattle the most fearless people,
That move writers, artists,
That shake entire universes,
That breathe life into everything they touch,
That love,
so deeply, so desperately, so profoundly,
That wrap themselves around each other,
In a mess of thoughts and ideas,
Completely enveloping each other in their infinite love.
Our bodies might be separated by this distance,
This distance that seems to span entire light years instead of oceans,
But my love,
Our souls have been intertwined from the beginning of time,
The stars told me they quietly watched our souls colliding like two meteorites,
An explosion of two very strong personalities,
We weren’t pastel pink and baby blue,
We were Jet black and the deepest shade of burgundy,
even before the earth was formed,
The time our galaxy was still fast asleep.
Our souls haven’t left each other a nano second since they collided.
Magic, stardust and hope holding them together,
Fate protecting us fiercely.
This is meant to be,
We are meant to be,
No distance can change that,
Because our souls recognized each other from two ends of the universe,
It took decades, centuries, eons for them to find each other,
We can’t just throw something like that away,
We can’t give up on us,
For the universe has conspired to bring us together long before me and you were born,
When the sun was still young,
The planets not even conceived yet,
The sun’s rays kissing every part of our galaxy, trying to create life in space.
You need to believe in me,
The sun, the stars,
the galaxies are proof that there is a certain kind of magic at play,
The same magic that bought us together,
In this place,
In this time,
In this very moment,
This very moment that fate thought would be perfect for us to collide the way we did,
Just like our souls collided eternities ago.
Everything is a sign screaming that your hand belongs in mine,
That every inch of you is something I want to see everyday I wake up,
Drenching me in liquid gold sunshine and a bucketful of twinkling stars.
Your soul makes my soul shake softly with laughter,
It makes my soul burn brighter than the light of a billion suns,
It lifts the heaviness, the inconsolable sadness that sits deep within me,
And sets it free.
My dear,
Distance is so minute compared to the enormity of the feelings I have for you.
-distance cannot separate souls, then what happened to us?
Penhales 