Mark and I sent to see Spooge at Bernie's on Friday. I should have stayed home, but I'm glad that I went. The show was well-done, but for all of the "sexually explicit!!" labels, it was really very tame. As Mark put it, it was a full 30 minutes before anyone even said "pussy".
Saturday I bunkered and played a lot of World of Warcraft before Bowen and Diane came over for dinner and a movie. Mark made some fantastic clam chowder and we watched Kung Pow, Dumb, but utterly diverting. Dad and Ila flew in late that night from Oregon. They are here to see the new baby, if he ever decides to show his face.
Sunday we had brunch with
I had my first rehearsal as Miss Shields last night. I actually got a compliment from the boss on my reading. The little boy who plays Ralphie has a bad habit of complimenting his fellow actors while on stage, so every time I whip around to yell at him he gos "That was good!" I made the director snort too, so I feel pretty good about that.
Being sick means a lot of couch time, and couch time means television. We're within 2 episodes of finishing season 2 of Lost (finally). We tried to watch the episode ? and fold laundry at the same time but all we really managed to do was stare at the screen and say "Wow!" We started season 2 of Slings and Arrows too. Mark is ungripped so far, but I love it. I can't wait to see what goes wrong next. I am also utterly, irrevocably hooked on Heroes. Our DVR cuts off the last 5 minutes or so of every episode, though.
Well, back to the salt mines. I still have to work on finding glasses for our Ralphie before rehearsal.
