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Wednesday, October 05, 2005

This is the Director Speaking

Hi all.

You know, even though we did end up at the bar, it was not because of some highly motivated need of the actors. No, it was just the sociable place to be after a really fine rehearsal. That's all. Not lowered blood alcohol readings, not a need to be in a darkened environment, not even because it was just a crappy, crappy day. It was just a good place to end up. And co-incidently, on the way home for all of us.

And it's not three weeks until opening, it's 21 days. Which is plenty of time. Even though we haven't quite made it through the play yet and that romantic moment has yet to be blocked and I haven't even rehearsed with the corpses or two of the actors yet. But, I have choreographed a fight scene, which wasn't in the script. And there are some fine comic bits by Torrey, who is now soulless, poor chap. And the Aunties have taken to dressing in the same colours telepathicaly. Well, actually they are wearing real clothes, not telepathic ones. They just communicate telepathically to decide which colours they are going to wear. Michelle has maintained her not yet kissed status. That's due to change. Curt is singing on stage. Craig and Warren are appropriately keystone, and can Shirley-Ann ever tell a good yarn. Bob wanders in, blows something and leaves. Bob is watching his feet, just as requested. Rose is quietly becoming stronger and stronger. And Todd? Well, he's dashing and heroic, in a humble kind of way.

And Todd, shouldn't you be learning your lines instead of drinking at the bar?


  • I took John's advice to learn my lines while drinking, but I skipped over the whole "write your lines on the back side of a Jack Daniel's label" and just read the front side of the label instead. The play's really easy now. I just repeat "Jack Daniel's Original Quality Tenessee Sour Mash Whiskey" over and over again. I'm not sure if the story makes sense anymore, but I'm sure it'll get at least a few chuckles from the audience.

    By Blogger Todd, at 3:59 PM  

  • Also, correct me if I'm wrong, but aren't three weeks and 21 days the exact same thing? Or have we shifted into some twilight zone dimension where weeks are five days long, or ten days long, or 365 days long? Perhaps we all fell through the temporal vortex with Brad and didn't notice it...

    By Blogger Todd, at 4:02 PM  

  • But doesn't 21 days somehow sound longer and more reassuring?

    By Blogger Sheryl-Lynn, at 2:50 PM  

  • Um, actually, no -- it sounds sooner and far more terrifying.

    And I guess it's 20 days now. No, wait, it's after midnight, so it's only 19.


    By Blogger Todd, at 2:24 AM  

  • I am telepathicaly sending you the wardrobe requirements for Sunday ...(thinking very hard ... brain ... hurting...) are you getting it?

    By Blogger MistyVine, at 9:56 PM  

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