Yesterday we had a short rehearsal, Acts II and III only, because I had a ticket to go see Eddie Izzard!

Normally that would be a bad thing, my cutting out of a rehearsal to see a show, but I had bought the ticket before I had accepted the show, so the short rehearsal was planned from the beginning. And the ticket cost $60 so I had no intention of wasting it.

And the show was great! It was a little rambly at times, could use some tightening, but it was great fun. And the encore is one of the best stand-alone bits that he has ever done, I was absolutely weeping with laughter.

Still no goddamn tambourine, and we open tomorrow. Fortunately, Kelly has a small tambourine-sized jingle-bell wreath that we have been using as a stand-in, and frankly it's fine.

If anyone asks, that's what Norwegian tambourines looked like in 1879. It's my story and I'm sticking with it.

Today's horoscope:
Guest and host are stuck in an uneasy dance of manners. Unless you're a master of etiquette, there's no graceful ending to this. You'll do better on neutral ground once you get into the habit of thinking on your feet.

One year ago today:
Back to NY. 6.30a flight. Can only speak monosyllables. Wait, word "monosyllable" not monosyllabic, therefor must be able to speak polysyllables. Just don't want to.

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