We had the photo shoot before the show, the shoot that I wanted to start at 5.30p but Cynthia whined until I changed it to 6p. We were, of course, not done until 7.30p, and that was only with me dropping half of the shots that I wanted.

I had a feeling before starting that the three acts would be treated like three children, where the first one has a complete baby book, the second one has a few things in the baby book, and the third one's baby book is still wrapped in plastic. And I was right, a million pictures of Act I, a nice amount of Act II, and about six of Act III.

So Lisa and RDC, the famous initialed RDC, came to the show last night! Yes, they came all the way from Colorado just to see the hit Off-Off Broadway production of Orpheus Descending!

Either that, or they came to see New York before visiting their families for Christmas and it happened to co-incide with the show, but I like my version better. And it went really well and they really dug it as well.

Kevin was there as well, whom I haven't seen since running into him on the street in Boston, so that was a treat. And Omar's parents, who do not speak English, were there. I asked Omar how he liked jacking off in front of his mother?

"Um, I hadn't actually thought about it that way..."
"I'm pretty sure that that's an image that she won't ever be fortunate enough to forget!"

On my way home from the show, I got off the van and turned onto my street, where I saw Death standing on the corner.

Swear to God, it was totally Death standing there, absolutely still, a long dark garment reaching its toes and a hood covering its skull-like visage. And all I could think was, "What is Death doing on my street? Who has it come for?"

Then I noticed that Death had a leash in its bony hand, and there was a little dog on the end of it, peeing on a tree. And that's when it occurred to me that it was probably not so much Death, because it's not as though I don't think that it's possible for Death to have a dog, just that it's probably not a dachshund in a little green coat.

It is occurring to me, as I include these pictures, that I took pictures of the same moments every single night. I honestly did not realize it, and even if I have, I could not have stopped myself. I seemed to be mesmerized by Omar's first entrance and Cynthia and Omar's two scenes together in I-1.

It really is awfully interesting, seeing the differences and the similarities night after night. Perhaps not so much for you, but it sure is interesting for me!

"And to prove the story, not that it was difficult to believe it, you took the latest of these sweet messages from your wallet for us to see..."

"And then you stop dancing and you just drink and drive and then you stop driving and you just drink, and then, finally, you stop drinking."

"Heavy drinking and smoking the weed and shacking with strangers is okay for kids in their twenties, but this is my thirtieth birthday and I don't go that route. I'm not young anymore."

"You're young at thirty! I hope so, I'm twenty-seven!"

"Naw, you're not young if you've been on the goddamn party since you were fifteen..."

"Mr. Xavier don't drink!"

"I can't help it, it's so good to see him, it's so wonderful to see our precious cousin again, o Jabe, blessed!"

"Where's Jabe, where's Jabe, where's our precious cousin?"

"So you put the shoe department further away from the light? Well, that's sensible, that's a very sensible solution to the problem, Lady."

"Jabe's operation in Memphis. Was it successful?" "Wasn't it successful?" "Was it too late for surgical interference?" "Wasn't it successful? We hope and pray it ain't hopeless!"

"Excuse me, I have to go up, Jabe's knocking for me."

"Speaking of knocks..."

"Do you have any knowledge of mechanics? I'm sure you do..."

"I can't stay here overnight, I'm not allowed to stay overnight in this county..."

"I walked barefoot in a burlap sack to deliver a personal letter of protest to the governor of the state."

"Now I'm just a lewd vagrant..."

"Now I want you to do something for me. Take me out to Cypress Hill in my car. And we'll hear the dead people talk. They do talk, you know..."

"All they say is one word, and that word is "live".

"Simple, very simple instructions..."

"I heard it's liquor." "No, not liquor, drugs!"

"If some of you older women in Two River County would set a better example, we'd have more decent young people!"

"You're a public killjoy!" "A professional hypocrite!"

"Why, Lollie Tucker told me that the old man sits on the porch with his shoes off, drinking beer out of a bucket!"

"I'm going to take these olive nut sandwiches, too. They'll come in handy for the bishop adjutant's tea..."

"Where in hell's my wife? Vee!!"

"I'm sick and tired of you making a damn fool of yourself over every stray bastard that wanders into this county..."

"You see this name here?"

"Blind Lemon Jefferson?"

"Is his name written in the stars, too?"

"This the boy who works here?"

"How about older women? Does he attract the older women?"

"What's your salary, boy, how much I pay you?"

"Open his shirt for him, Pee Wee!"

"That's right, stay there, boy..."

"Get 'im, Dog!"

"Dog, why don't you and Pee Wee go on up and see Jabe..."

"Awright, boy, get from behind the counter, I ain't gonna touch your guitar."

"Is that understood now, boy? I hope so, I don't like violence."

"Here she comes! Here she comes!"

"The show is over, the monkey is dead."

"Something is still wild in this country! This country used to be wild, the men and women were wild and they had a wild sort of sweetness in their hearts, for each other..."

"Now go get into your white jacket!"

"I'll wait for you out of this county, just name the time and the place..."

"How long you held this first steady job in your life?"
"How long? Too long!"

"Stay back, you want me to smash it?"

"Don't all that morphine weaken the heart, Miss Porter?"

"I see what you mean, Mrs. Torrance. But killing is killing regardless of circumstances."

"Why are you staring at me?"

"Why don't you get the calliope and the clown to make the announcement?"

"Is it true or not true what that woman told you?"

"Why didn't you tell me before?"

"Unpack the box! Unpack the box with the Christmas ornaments!"

Bang!

Today's horoscope:
If you don't have to work right now, don't talk about it. Reveal a new side of your personality as you address a neglected interest. Warm relations happen naturally in the temperate climate that you create.

One year ago today:
In the morning, when I got up properly, I found most of the second breast under the chair, and Elvis suspiciously refused breakfast, which is proof positive that he helped in the Great Refrigerator Break-In of 2001.

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