6 May
So I had my first read-through for the show that I don't much want to do last night. And you know what? It may end up okay!
It's The Anniversary, a Chekhov one-act. A really cute, funny little script, with a killer scene stealing part for me of an old woman who bullies everyone around her into giving her exactly what she wants, all the while emphasizing that she is weak and defenceless!
There were hiccups, natch. For instance, I don't know who chose the translation, but it's very, colloquially British and sounds very odd when lines like "I've come over all queer!" are performed with American accents.
My role is obviously meant to be Cockney, but of course I couldn't pull that out of my ass when everyone else is a Yank. Then the director, in a bit of cleverness, asked me to do it with a slight Russian accent. Of course, it started out slight but ended up the thickest Russian accent this side of Chekhov (Pavel, not Anton): "Keptin! Keptin!"
The other hiccup was that we are missing the last page or pages. The director seemed to think that the show ended in the middle of everything, with maybe one more line afterwards. I think it's at least another half-page, if not more.
I suppose we'll see!
I do know one thing, though, Gregg David and I are going to have a blast together.
So last night was skirmish #2 of The Great Weehawken Ant War. #3 actually, if you count one that Cynthia had last week.
These ants, these bold, casual ants. They must die! All of them! So I sprayed and sprayed my deadliest ant poison, (which will of course kill me and the cats as well, so if I suddenly stop updating, you'll know that spraying RAID all over your food preparation surfaces isn't the best idea in the world).
Of course, this now means that my kitchen-corner is shiny and sparkly clean like never before, because after spraying I had to clean the counters and stuff, so it all looks great.
I thought I was done, but right before I went to bed, I noticed Elvis on the chair-with-a-quilt-on, and then I saw all these ants marching around him! And no, they weren't there for him (though he is sweet enough), they were using the quilt as a jumping-off point to get to the Applets and Cotlets candy that I had in a bag. I'd only had a couple thus far, and was very annoyed that I had to throw them out.
So I sprayed some more and shook the quilt out in the backyard (next time I'll put it in the dryer! That'll show 'em!) and went to bed, scratching my ankles all night.
Tomorrow I'm buying a spray bottle and a bottle of lemon juice. That'll be better than the Cat Poisoning spray.
I had to take the Callahan's clothes out of the dryer before I could do mine (laundry in the middle of the night, in the middle of the week--I love having a washer/dryer!), and as I was folding them I thought:
"What a funny co-incidence! All of the clothes are white!"
Then I realized that they had done a white wash. I have never done anything that wasn't an everything wash in my whole life. Which is why I have some pink underwear that began its life more along the lines of being white.
Today's horoscope:
A family member really needs appreciation. Tell those you love how much you care. Noticing the good helps generate more.
One year ago today:
Except for that one where you bleed out of your eyes.
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