Almost Forgot...

Oh yeah, and if you've been toying around with the idea of coming up to New York City for a rousing weekend of fun, now's your chance. Roommate is gone for the next 8 weeks and the second-hand air conditioning unit has been installed in the front room. That means you could have a cool room with a couple of world-class air mattresses all to yourself!

I've already got Candie (remember? From Eventual Practical Financial Services?) and her husband penciled in to stay here for the last weekend in July. Why haven't you made a reservation?

Southwest is flying to New York these days! Grab a cheap flight and come on up for a weekend!

Kingly

First dress rehearsal is tomorrow night with opening night on Thursday. Last night we were supposed to do a full run-through--25 actors crammed into a tiny dance studio on the second floor of some leaning building in the West Village. But we couldn't.

Because, for the third time since hitting the "home stretch", the actor playing Kingly was out sick.

Yeah. How do you rehearse Kingly the 2 without a Kingly the 2? Well...you...can't.

So we just ran through a couple of scenes instead. Then I went home and played video games.

Today I'm off from Nofriendoland. I'm going to inquire about a part-time proofreading job for some...something place.

Oh yeah. That guy who's the actor/assistant director/note-giver said something yesterday that made me laugh.

While our director was giving notes, he leaned over to the girl playing Miss Queenly. Remember, this actress' interpretation of "weepy" means stamping her feet and yelling at everybody--almost exactly how you'd imagine someone playing the Queen of Hearts.

(Example:

Advisorly the Guy: Dispair not madam.

Miss Queenly: I WILL DISPAIR! WHO SHALL HINDER ME?!)

The guy says to Miss Queenly,

"It is SO cool that you have access to that 'dark place'. Most actors don't. But the way you're able to tap in to that really dark part of you is SO POWERFUL. It's freakin' AMAZING. Most actors can't do that."

HA!

Yep. That still makes me laugh.

Giving

It hurts my heart a little bit that Everycity Shakespeare is in its opening weekend and that, for the first time in four years, I'm not a part of the festivities.

It hurts my heart a little bit MORE that I'm doing Kingly the 2. Now, there's nothing terribly WRONG with Kingly the 2 in and of itself. But let's face it, you know you're not in a good acting situation when one of the ACTORS in the show is also the ASSISTANT DIRECTOR and, surprise! the primary note-giver.

So I finish delivering some lovely Shakespearean poetry in the way that only I can and I get,

"Try to enjoy the words less. Speed it up and don't worry about hitting the consonants. It's a technique thing."

I beg your pardon?

Today I completely reinvented my character so's to give 'em what they want while NOT sacrificing Shakespeare's poetry. Call it...disguising my technique.

I gave as good as I got. And if they don't like what I gave 'em today...well...

"Tough tittie," said the kitty.

Kingly

Somebody please remind me to write an update on how Kingly the 2 is going.

Forget it. I'll write it now.

I should be heading there this very minute. It takes about a half hour it walk down there--if I want to get there a little early so's I can be seen as the responsible type.

But I'm not interested in the 30 minute warm up.

A 30 minute warm up?

Seriously. A 30 minute warm up.

THIRTY MINUTE WARM UP.

WARM UP.

Not WORKOUT.

WARM UP.

Whaa?

I've got much more to say about the state of Kingly the 2 which goes into its first preview next week. But for now, I need to begin my 30 minute walk downtown.

So I can warm up.

Daily 'Date

UPdate, that is.

My computer has gotten over its 2 hiccups. Thank goodness. It was wreaking havoc on my computer gaming time.

"Tonight You Belong To Me"--the easy version, not the ridiculously crazy-good one little-known banjo/ukulele maestro Steve Martin plays--has been successfully learned. Now it's time for some friends of mine to make good on their promise to learn a) the trumpet section and b) the boys line. I'm looking at YOU, A-Dub.

But also, I've managed to learn "I Can't Give You Anything But Love (Baby)". You know, the song Katherine Hepburn and Cary Grant sing to the leopard. I feel like if I can learn maybe five more songs, I can take my show on the road...or subway station.

I'm up early today. The Nofriendoland Store needs help: they're getting in about a zillion pallets of Gii systems and they called me yesterday because apparently they need a ukulele player with a BFA to help them unload it.

I'm so much more qualified than this...

And also...I still need to rant about Mad Moms. But I don't have time for that this morning. Gotta jrink my java and get to work.

But before I go....

This morning as I was throwing my lunch together, I glanced up at the Quick Oats container on the top of the fridge. From the angle I was looking at the box (and also how freakin' sleepy I am), it looked like it read:

"Mix hot water, salt, and cats in bowl."

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Something's going wrong with my computer. It's suddenly typing the number 2 all by itself. I won't press anything and, ZOTT!!, a 2 will appear. Let's wait and see if it happens again.



Okay. I'm waiting.





I'm not crazy. It was doing it like crazy a minute ago.




I'm SERIOUS! It would suddenly pu2

THERE!

It just did it! Did you see it?!2

It did it again! I didn't type that! What's going on here?! Do I have a virus?

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What the CRAP?! They're getting worse! How do I make 'em stop?