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22 November Yesterday morning, I sent Omar and email saying that someday, someday they'd do the end of Act II right, like it is in my head, that I have absolute faith in that occurring. He answered, "How do you picture it in your head. Are we not doing it right?" and I told him no, that they were supposed to walk out together, that he is always too near the door, that they never have that thing between them with his energy pulling her energy into his bed. Act I was a bit rocky, but the show really kicked in in Act II. Omar was absolutely on fire in II-2, he and Winni clicked like it was him and Cynthia, and that exit was aces. My favourite bit was when he was leaning against the doorway and on his line, "In your white satin kimono?", you know, the bit where he usually rubs the money up and down his chest, he rubbed the money on his dick. It was a startlingly raw moment. I wondered had I missed it in the past, and asked him about it afterwards.
"Um, is II-2 always like that? Is it always so hot?"
The reviewer from Curtain Up came. I hope they appreciated that moment like I did.
After the show, he was walking me to the van and we were talking about what we would do after the show was over.
"I'm going down to Lancaster with my wife and my daughter and my cousin and I'm not coming back until the 1st."
So hey, it seems like I have somewhere to go for Thanksgiving! Of course, the fact that I had nowhere to go was a little bit of a lie, though not really, because I don't, in fact, have anywhere to go for Thanksgiving day, but the Callahans and I were planning on having Second Thanksgiving on Saturday. Not no more, though!
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