Tell you all my secrets

We made it to Valdez just fine. It was a pretty nice drive overall.

We pulled in just in time to get our room (a studio dorm room with a mattress on the floor and a TV tray for furniture), eat at the Thai place and get to see Man in the Attic on the mainstage.

lonelydumptruck had seen in when it was Out North but I hadn't. I liked the show, but I felt like there was still a shoe waiting to drop when the final blackout came. The Fringe was in a hotel instead of above the Mexican restaurant. It was the final night, so the scripts were all Overnighters with a universal theme of death. I really liked some of them, but it was too much sitting after the drive and the mainstage.

We formally checked in for the Conference this morning and watched one of the full-length plays. It was a No Exit kind of piece where people were trapped in a room with no idea why they were really there. The blurb made it sound like it was going to be a propaganda play but it was a lot better than that. The playwright who wrote some of my favorite childrens plays is here again and there are at least 8 of her plays here I don't have yet. I smell a splurge in my future. She walked by while I was sending emails earlier and we said hi. :)

Mommie and Eddie came down to see lonelydumptruck's play tonight so we had lunch with them at the Thai place. Now the big question is whether to stay for the last full-length play readings of the Conference or go take a nap.

day 5 - able to drive comfortably. Able to change clothes multiple times without any involuntary swearing. Still feel on the high end of normal on the pain scale.

Last night I saw Kenny G in the back halls at the PAC. I smiled and said "hello". He made a goofy face at me.

Long long day.

I had another class with the new lighting system at the PAC today and then worked a lecture by Andrew Revkin (NY Times Science writer) about global warming. It was pretty damn interesting but I am too pooped to pop.

Pain levels have been bad the last couple of days. It's probably a combination of physical therapy, being on my feet a lot and blocking the dance of a million jillion Ramona's. I can't believe tomorrow is only Thursday.

Normally I'm supposed to take Monday's off, but since I am here at the office for a rehearsal...

The show Saturday night went very well. Bill Ingvall was an incredibly nice guy. He even heckled me about my calls. I went downstairs to explain that we needed to hold the house 5 minutes because the Beer and Barley Wine Festival had parking completely fucked up and he just goes "So. Basically you've been lying to me for the last 15 minutes." I hung my head in shame and said "Yes, but I hope our friendship is strong enough that we can put this behind us and go on with our lives." "Well, I think you need to leave this room and go somewhere to think about what you've done." We both laughed so hard. After the show he shook my hand and complimented me on the lights, the sound, everything and thanked me for a great show. I was walking on air.

So - thus far the celebrities I have enteracted with while working at the PAC:

Mr. & Mrs.Lorenzo Lamas
Dr. Ruth
Robin Leach
and now, Bill Ingvall.


We are supposed to have another game night tonight but Mark is home sick today. I am going to go home now join him.

1. How is your cell phone etiquette?

2. Do you usually have today off work?

3. What are your plans for tonight?