Regardless, today is our second show and the birthin' day of my brother Tom. I hope it's a good'un sir! : D
Opening was again, sweaty, and my new "arm" worked pretty well. It was nice to get have a run with people to witness, but I've gotta say it's a thinker of a piece and most of my view is the side of the Dr.'s face so it is hard to gauge exactly what's going on the other side of the footlights as it were.
You'll all have to let me know what you think about it!
Victoria, Mathys, Cameron and I went to the Oregon Express after opening and watched a helluva rain storm, flickering lights and discussed what we might do if there's a centennial anniversary of the 1913 calamity. (!)
Then Miss Sutton gave me a lift home, only slightly damper than I was post-show, as she left her passenger side window down during the downpour. D'oh!
I was interviewed by the Muse Machine as a former alum and then had dinner with my folks at Ye Olde Trail Tavern, one of my perennially favorite places in my old home town.
After getting back home I vegged out in front of some really stupid T.V. and then did some reading. It was a nice quiet evening and one I think I needed. And for the record Kaitlin Olson? Not funny.
I hope today is as restful before I am once again compelled to give my soul for my cunning . . .