With no work to do, since there's no work to be had. And with nothing outside but snow snow snow, oh and single-digit temps, it's time to play!
So I borrowed a sled and I took the afternoon. For just a little while I was a kid again. A determined and occasionally grim one, but a kid none the less. I hadn't done that in over 20 years.
What possessed me to risk life and limb without a thought for my health and safety for about 45 minutes of childish fun? I have no idea.
I doubt I'll ever do it again, but it was quite the afternoon.
I guess with no way to start rehearsals for my show I thought "what the hell." Yesterday snow was falling like crazy and I canceled the read-thru. Today the school is closed and I have no way to get in the building. So I guess we start tomorrow.
I have my fingers crossed that the loss of the first two days of rehearsal won't put the actors off their stride. It could, and then I'd have some obstacles I do not want. But I've spent time in the classroom with at least one of them and I think it'll be fine.
Trying to re-imagine the set with the discovery that our new lighting designer is apparently a whiz-kid with the projection. I love the idea and I'm really looking forward to it. My only concern is that enormous stage, no set, and two actors.
It'll be fine.
And so it goes: