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3 June We cast the show at long last and now we are off to the races! Cynthia finally talked to John, and yes, he is definitely, positively doing the show, and I decided to give up on the silent Jesse and ask everyone else who Le gave me all at once, and this fellow named Geoff said yes. At first I couldn't remember who he was, and him saying that when we spoke last I said to him, "O, you're what-the-fuck's-his-name!" didn't narrow it down much, but once I figured it out, I was glad it was him, as he seems like a really nice guy and a decent actor. I rehearsed Act II with Philip, which is a real bear of an act. He's going to be spectacular, though, so it doesn't matter how much I suck, because he is going to be so brilliant that nobody will notice that I am on the stage at all. Why on earth, a year ago when we were wracking our brains over who could play the father, did we never think of Philip? He is unbelievably great!
I watched my favourite While You Were Sleeping last night on network TV. Now, this is not a very profane film, but there are a couple of words that they dubbed out, "schmuck" for one, but the best one was when the other fiancee finds out about Lucy and storms out of Peter's hospital room yelling, "Go ahead and marry her, you one-balled bastard!" Well, clearly that is inappropriate for WGN's audience's tender ears, so it was re-dubbed to be, "Go ahead and marry her, you wet-brained binker!" I must add that to my repertoire, that'll stop people in their tracks.
Lenten entries missed: Jenfu wondered what is would be like to be a grownup, survived a date, was befuddled by The Mystery of the Mysterious Onion Rings, apparently is Job, and grieved for her grandmother.
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