Cold cold cold! Last night! Cold! Very! Great conviction in my opening line, "Herman, it's bitter cold out there..." I almost wished that I didn't have to ditch my lovely and warm, if cat hair covered blanket offstage after my first exit, except for the fact that everyone would have been tripping over it all throughout the show, since we have never rehearsed with it.

But shit, it was almost as cold in the theatre as it was in the dressing room, and it was almost as cold in the dressing room as it was outside. And it was motherfucking cold outside.

Of course, it was probably only in the 30°s, but we are all weak and soft these days, after the luxury of December days in the 60°s and 70°s. It's gonna be nearly 60° on Wednesday again, so I don't see any toughness coming anytime soon.

Even with the help given by the weather, though, the show was not it's best. I felt a little off, a little not connected, and then Brian went insane and threw me the wrong line at one point, a line that was in answer to a line that I hadn't said yet.

Normally, it goes like this:

ME
And you're a nice man, Herman, you let me come in here at night.

BRIAN
It don't hurt nothing.

ME
But you could lose your job--if Ms. Goorks found out, she'd be awful mad.

BRIAN
She ain't gonna find out, is she?

And instead, the exchange went:

ME
And you're a nice man, Herman, you let me come in here at night.

BRIAN
She ain't gonna find out, is she?

(pause)

(pause)

(pause)

ME
Yeah, if Ms. Goorks found out you let me stay here at night, she'd be awful mad...

BRIAN
She ain't gonna find out, is she?

So what with that, I was a little lost for the rest of the show.

O, here is another good thing, Kelly and I were talking before the show, and she is allergic to pine so the tiny bouquet of pine on the stage has been making her sick, so I said that at least she would get four days off from it to de-tox, and she answered, "Three." "No, four, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, well, I guess that's three." "We have a show on Wednesday." "We do not!" "Yes, we do!" "Laura!"

Anyway, it turns out that we do, in fact, have a show Wednesday that I did not know about because the dates we were originally given were Thurs-Sun, but when we got the flyers they said Wed-Sun. But the rehearsal where that was gone over was the rehearsal that I missed, and so did Gemma, because when she came in she was somewhat startled with the news as well.

It would have been a pretty short and incomprehensible show without the homeless women, let me tell you!

Today's horoscope:
Entertainment mixed with food is a good bet for pleasure today. Have people over, socialize at a friend's, or go to a dinner party.

One year ago today:
Nothing like a dramatic entrance.

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