Adorable, they are. (hmmm...am I channeling Yoda...?)
Jesus Christ Superstar is over!!!!!! YAY!!!!! No more screeching and caterwauling, and straining to hit those inhumanly high notes while I'm still recovering from strep throat. No more leather pants that stuck to my flesh, and had to be peeled off every night. No more dirty looks from the guy playing Jesus because I got the hot Roman guard as my spiffy new, not-at-all fake boyfriend, and all he got was a social disease from the guy running sound.
Anyway, I'm trying real hard to work out a way to get to New York for a week or so before the end of the year. Hopefully, it will happen mid-November, after
Noises Off closes. Cross your fingers, and think good thoughts. If I make it, I'm definitely going to see Bare (prolly more than once), but I've never been to the city before, so I'm gonna need some advice on what to do and where to go.
"The statistics on sanity are that one out of every four Americans are suffering from some form of mental illness. Think of your three best friends. If they're okay, then it's you." - Rita Mae Brown