(The Mighty Kymm--you'll not see nothing like!)


3 May

Rehearsal yesterday in which my older sister actress was back for the first time since the first readthrough.

When I cast her, she said that she would have to be gone for most of the rehearsal period, but I was like whatever and cast her anyway. Fortunately it all worked out extremely well, since she's only at the end--The Happy Journey to Trenton and Camden is all about the journey to visit that character--and she was very easy to rehearse around. Not to mention that she looks just like the girl playing her little sister, which is a nice plus.

Of course, since we are teching tomorrow, several days before we open, she only is having one rehearsal before tech. I blocked her in and tried to give her a couple of acting pointers, but frankly I'm just glad that she's back at last.

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Monty's new nickname is pussyface. That's pussy as in pus, not as in pussycat. And how did he get that name? By sitting on my lap and my noticing that his giant cheek scab was a bit damp, so I picked up a napkin to try to dry it off and his face started absolutely pouring pus. Probably close to a quarter cup of this thick clear liquid, which doesn't sound like much to be sure, but if you consider that it was coming out of a small cat's head it was rather startling.

I hope none of you were eating. Sorry about that.

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Lenten entries missed:

Christian Finnegan, seriously one of the funniest people alive, moved his site, went to Vegas, summarized the topics of the year, listed the forgotten Oscars, turned 30, listed words that sound dirty but aren't, bitched as much about the April 7th snow as I did, and stood up for the telemarketers, because somebody has to. Kind of like why I like clowns.

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Today's horoscope:
Let it all lie fallow for a few days. You're probably more tired than you realize. Tell others to keep you away from what you shouldn't be touching. A perfectionist urge could be the last thing you need.

One year ago today:
Cynthia, when I told that I expect to get cast because I'm so good, said, "Well, I'm so good, but I don't get cast all the time!"

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