And So...Life Goes On
Well, Side Show has finally opened. It was an ehxausting four week rehearsals and the show are shaping up to be the same. The fun part is finding new bruises, cuts and scratches when I come home. The latest, which happened at today's matinee, is a VERY sore nose as a result of being whacked in the face, accidentally, by a thick bamboo stick. I love it when actors don;t pay attention on stage, that is, my fellow actors. I really like this cast, more so than any cast I have ever worked with, even tho it is frustrating sometimes feeling like I have to watch myself and what I say in front of the "professionals." But I tell you what, I have never experience a love and commonality as I have with these people. Just make me even more resolute in the fact that I want and need to get to NY.
The quietness from the morons upstairs ended about four days ago and I finally broke and called the cops AGAIN tonight. He was not pleased when he came by and basically told me not to call again because people will make noise when they walk. I tried to explain that it was more than walking, but he just did not get it. Of course, who ironic that when he leaves, the noise stops.
So the frog debacle returned, except this time in the form of a cricket who would NOT shut up. I tried everything to silence the bugger and I think I managed to after four attempts ot sparying insecticides and cloroxing the soil. I told you I take my silence seriously
And on a final note...comps....yeah...in three weeks...studied? Nope. I....am...scared.
Well, Side Show has finally opened. It was an ehxausting four week rehearsals and the show are shaping up to be the same. The fun part is finding new bruises, cuts and scratches when I come home. The latest, which happened at today's matinee, is a VERY sore nose as a result of being whacked in the face, accidentally, by a thick bamboo stick. I love it when actors don;t pay attention on stage, that is, my fellow actors. I really like this cast, more so than any cast I have ever worked with, even tho it is frustrating sometimes feeling like I have to watch myself and what I say in front of the "professionals." But I tell you what, I have never experience a love and commonality as I have with these people. Just make me even more resolute in the fact that I want and need to get to NY.
The quietness from the morons upstairs ended about four days ago and I finally broke and called the cops AGAIN tonight. He was not pleased when he came by and basically told me not to call again because people will make noise when they walk. I tried to explain that it was more than walking, but he just did not get it. Of course, who ironic that when he leaves, the noise stops.
So the frog debacle returned, except this time in the form of a cricket who would NOT shut up. I tried everything to silence the bugger and I think I managed to after four attempts ot sparying insecticides and cloroxing the soil. I told you I take my silence seriously
And on a final note...comps....yeah...in three weeks...studied? Nope. I....am...scared.
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