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18 April

Yesterday was a two show day, with a sold-out show for the evening. I managed to forget my reservation lists in my printer, so I had to go home between the two shows, which was a pain in the neck, but it would have been a far bigger pain in the neck dealing with a sell-out without a list of reserved names.

And it was a mother. The problem with this show is that I cannot add a row of seats, not if my life depended on it, they use all of the stage and there just is no room, so all I could do was fill the 43 seats that I had. Which I did.

There was a party of seven that only arrived at the last minute, and I ended up having to seat a couple of people on the risers, but I got them all seated. Until we started and five more people came in, none of whom I was able to seat. I have never turned anyone away in my life at the box office, last night was the first time.

You know what bugs me? People who come in at 8.20p for an 8p show who complain that they had a reservation when they are told that they can't be seated. Really? You had a reservation? Well, had you come even at 8.05p, I would have been happy to sell your seats, but I wasn't saving them all fucking night for you. Not when there were people in the lobby with fistfuls of cash begging for seats.

Next time, show up on time. Shitheads.

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I went in and watched the show at the matinee, and was exactly as hysterical as I expected to be. I started crying about five minutes into the first act and stopped twenty minutes after the show was over. I could barely manage to tell people that they did a good job, I was so awash with tears.

I honestly thought that Death of a Salesman was the saddest show ever in history, but I'm dead wrong, it's Of Mice and Men. It's an agonizing show, and the saddest part is the second act when everyone is so happy and hopeful. The other saddest part is that Lenny never understands what's happening.

It's amazing what a timely show it is, because even though it takes place during the Depression and was written in 1937, it will never be an old-fashioned show because what it's about is longing for the three things that everybody in the world wants more than anything, home, companionship and freedom.

The things that the characters talk about constantly are just having someone to talk to and be with, a place of their own where they can harvest their own crops, and if there's a ball game or a circus in town, they can just take the day off without having to ask anyone.

Who doesn't want these things? Obviously, not everyone wants to harvest their own crops, but it's all about wanting to belong somewhere and to someone. To matter to someone. And not in a romantic way, the only person in the show who has a partner still is yearning to have someone to talk to.

Someone to belong to, someplace that belongs to you and the freedom to make your own decisions. If you have those three things, you are the lucky person alive.

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And happy birthday to my laptop! It was a year ago today that I got it, and it's been in the shop already for a month of that year, but I still love it very much.

I'm just a sucker that way, I guess.

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Today's horoscope:
If you're taken, reconsider your group plans for tonight. You two will be in the mood for only each other -- for obvious reasons. If you're entertaining, keep your guest list to a minimum. Say, a party of two?

One year ago today:
I mean, it's a remake of a movie that I love starring an old friend, what's not to like? Unfortunately, it managed to be something that one would imagine would be impossible for a killer rat movie to be, which was dull. Yes, dull! With killer rats!

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