Here’s the deal. Lost power during half hour before tech the last night. Transformer blew and get this, it was the electric company’s staff picnic and everyone was too drunk to drive the bucket truck. 45 minutes later we call off tech, everyone goes home.
Except me, my PM, my director, my ME and the Box Office manager.
We do a mini bar crawl in a nearby town.
Today, I’m leaving a stumble thru of the Oscar Wilde play early to prep for a truncated tech, 2 runs, break for dinner and then opening night.
We will do an hour long show 3 times in 8 hours.
Not bringing snacks to rehearsal was a fatal error.
I got out of a 8:30a production meeting and 3 hours of morning rehearsal tomorrow, in exchange for monitoring the 2 hour R&J combat workshop in the evening.
So I get to sleep in, take a long shower AND watch cute actors kill each other with swords?
I’d like to thank God and also Jesus for this theatre miracle.
"Martha Graham" is a verb now.
the only thing worse than a 14 hour day,
Is knowing it’s the first of many.
I am so tired.
My actors are talking about the urban legend about eating spiders in your sleep and I really want to tell them about Spiders Georg, who is an outlier adn should not have been counted.
woo sent out my first rehearsal report for my summer show yay wow.
Here’s something interesting.
I fly up to Maine to start my summer job on Sunday.
The first show (a new play written as the “family show”) starts rehearsal on Tuesday.
I found out 2.5 hours ago that I am stage managing this show.
so in between finishing packing, cleaning, flying to a new state, and settling in and meeting the company, I have 3 days to prep a show.
eep! Got an offer from Phoenix Theatre for the season! I guess reblogging that article this morning and drinking a shit ton of Arizona Arnold Palmer sent good vibes my way!