So yesterday was the tech and our first rehearsal in the space.

We're out of our usual theatre and studios, 'cause they keep threatening to tear them down, so we moved elsewhere for the summer. Well, elsewhere is a slightly dreadful place, extremely tiny, seventeen feet long, ten feet deep. Seven actors, two tables, four chairs, bar unit. Crowded.

Philip (the artistic director) came to the tech, because he wouldn't be able to come to any of the performances, which meant that there was a little more pressure, but it also meant that there were more laughs as he's a wonderful laugher.

The funny thing was that the first act, which was so wonderful the other day, was dull as dishwater (a flaw in the play, as in the original, is that the first act is mostly exposition) and the second act, which was so dreadful the other other day was dynamite.

As I told Philip and Kirsten when they were giving me notes and saying how dull the first act was "It used to be funnier!" but I'm not worried that they've lost it 'cause I know that they were just getting used to the space.

So on Saturday I went over to Tracing's to get my picture taken.

Strangely enough, her husband was not home, confirming my belief that there is no R., that she just made him up, and any pictures taken of him are of a hired model.

I have yet to be dissuaded.

I have gotten some great reactions from the pictures.

Georgina says that she knows me better, Amy Lester says that in the Harold shot I look like Stanley Kubrick, (Yes, I think my beard's coming along nicely, don't you?), Dianne says I look 25 (I like that one better than Stanley Kubrick!), Andria says that I look like Janeane Garafalo, and my friend Melanie and Moira McGrath asked about the apparent dancing of my nosering from one nostril to the next.

No, both nostrils aren't pierced, I just flipped the Blair Witch picture because I forgot that the picture would come out mirror image, which meant that it couldn't be Blair Witch because I was on the wrong side of the frame.

But I thought that the Janeane Garafalo comment was the funniest, because of the following that I said to Tracing:

"I have decided, to avoid looking all fat in the documentary that I whined to be in, that I will hire Janeane Garafalo to play the role of me. She's prettier than me, and she can also handle the being garrulous and sarcastic part.

The interviewer will say 'Has anyone ever told you that you look like Janeane Garafalo?' and Janeane will answer:

'Yeah, I get that alot.'"

Today's horoscope:
The gossip mill is doing damage to a reputation. You can short- circuit this process!

One year ago today:
"You couldn't get a clue during the clue mating season in a field full of horny clues if you smeared your body with clue musk and did the clue mating dance!"

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