So last night our short film I Could Be Anybody screened as part of the Angry Film Festival in Fitzroy. The festival itself went for four hours, which is like three weeks in Standing There Productions Time (we have our own time now) so it was a mammoth effort just to be there. Watching our film with an audience of strangers was fun though. I'd almost forgotten about the film, what with the play coming up. It was nice to see it again.

In other news, we have our first video coming up on the site soon, and the cast photos should be on the comedy festival website any day now. I'm working so hard it should be terrible but I'm having so much fun. Yay for being too busy and having not enough money! Yay for that! What could possibly go wrong...?... watch this space for details.

Sometimes, when you're researching for some writing, you stumble across some crazy stuff.

Did you know that Bertolt Brecht, the revolutionary dramatist we all struggle to understand in year eleven drama classes, insisted that when he died, a stiletto heel be inserted into his heart?

Did you? Did you know that? Is that one of those things people know?

I did not know that. The doctors were apparently instructed to ensure he was dead, insert a stiletto heel in his heart, encase him in a steel coffin, and bury him.

AND THEY DID!!

What a nutter! What a fantastic story! Where are all the plays about Brecht being a nutter who lies somewhere in a steel box with a shoe in his most vital organ?!

I'm very excited. Extra information I wasn't looking for is so tantalising. Problem is, I have nothing to do with it, nowhere for it to go, and yet it is so delicious and begging to be known.

Over the last six months I have discovered the following while trying to find out other things:

1. Paris Hilton is distantly related to somebody called George Mason, best known as one of the "Founding Fathers" of the American Bill of Rights.

2. Paris Hilton is also related to Zsa Zsa Gabor.

3. The Australian anthem used to be the ABC news theme.

4. Paris Hilton's book was on the New York Times Best Seller List. It was written by somebody else.

5. Prince Charles and Prince William never travel together on the same aeroplane.

This last one has nothing to do with any of my research and is just a gratuitous extra fact thrown in because I heard it once.

See? Don't you feel enriched?

Have a lovely weekend and see you Tuesday at the screening of I Could Be Anybody at The Angry Film Festival at First Floor on Brunswick Street starting at 7.30. Obviously if I don't see you there then I will see you twice at our show during April. Huzzah!

And now let's add a producer...

... how fun are rehearsals!?!

Hey so how hot is our cast...

... and yes, we are starting a band.

Left to right: Michael Roper (who plays Peter Dodds McCormick, the bloke who wrote the Australian anthem), Dylan Lloyd (who plays Dad), Miriam Glaser (Paris Hilton) and Emily O'Brien-Brown (Genevieve).

And a very talented bunch they are too.

By the by, did I mention that our short film, I Could Be Anybody, is screening on Tuesday next week (13 March) at First Floor in Brunswick Street? Maybe I didn't mention that.

So did I mention we're in a film festival?

Maybe I didn't mention that. Our short film is in the Angry Film Festival next Tuesday night. Not sure I said. It's in a bar. The bar serves drinks. To cool people. Like you.

Anyhoo, in other news, we had rehearsals for our play all day in my living room and I am completely exhausted and going to sleep way before my bedtime.

See you Tuesday. Did I mention Tuesday? See you there.

Hey so guess what?

We're preparing for our comedy festival show and we're gearing up for an extremely busy month and suddenly, out of nowhere, we receive notification that our short film, I Could Be Anybody, is a finalist in the Angry Film Festival.

How. Exciting.

Anyhoo, you ALL MUST COME. This includes those of you who live overseas, on Mars, and in other dimensions as yet undiscovered by human beings.

Tuesday 13th, it's on. At First Floor in Brunswick Street. Go here to see what I'm talking about.

I can't wait to go and see it on a screen with other films. It's an exciting night, and it will be extremely cool to have a house packed with people we know and love, especially those of you who worked on it so many light years ago. See you there! Yay!

PS If you don't come, be prepared for name calling.

Yesterday, I worked until five in the State Library. At five, I got a train to the production meeting we were having at a pub in Richmond. We talked about lighting, staging, sets, sound cues, production management, and the fine art of creating and amending pdf documents. Then I drove straight to rehearsal.

We rehearsed until after nine, at which point I went home and finished some documents, and I got up this morning at six in order to get to work by seven. That's dark o'clock, my friends. That's not my usual caper.

Victoria Law Foundation, where I work, was hosting Major Michael Mori and over a hundred legal VIPs in the State Library for breakfast. This might not mean a lot to some people, but Major Michael Mori is David Hicks' lawyer, and David Hicks was officially charged last night, after five years in Guantanamo Bay prison.

In other words, whatever other long-lasting international repercussions there might be, my central concern this morning was that I had to fight my way to work through a scrum of reporters.

The David Hicks case, when it's explained to you, really looks like a mistake. The most conservative people in Melbourne were gathered in that theatre this morning and it was a pretty stunned silence.

Better go. I have rehearsals til nine. They say sleep deprivation is a form of torture, although I'm sure it's less offensive when it's you who's torturing yourself.

Have a relaxing weekend. Bastards.