Sketch Haloo

During performances, I'd occasionally snag a blue Post-It from our awesome Assistant Stage Manager for 1776, Brandy Wyont, and do a quick cartoon. They might not make much sense if you don't know the show. Or if you do know the show. 10 points to you if you catch the misspelled word.

"It's Done . . . It's Done."

So sayeth John Adams, after the Congress finally votes for independence in 1776.

Sunday at 7:30 we had our final performance. The show has closed.

1776 CLOSES tomorrow AT THE is my END OF birthday THIS WEEK!

I'm currently enjoying a couple of days off, though a "day off" right now means catching up with old business, cleaning the apartment, and reviewing choreography for my fight class.

tomorrow is my birthday!

Tomorrow, the 14th, we have two shows -- a student matinee at 10:15 am and an evening performance at 8 pm. Between shows we're having a little barbecue, you know, for cast bonding and so that we won't just wander around aimlessly.

and on the 14th i'll be celebrating my birthday!

If you haven't seen it yet (you should), or you'd like to see it again (you should), 1776 will run through Sunday, the 18th!

hey! did I mention my birthday is tomorrow, May 14th?

I'm Right There, Behind The Declaration

Life in theatre -- 1776 at the Olney Theatre, the recent spate of auditions, and the stage combat class I am currently taking (taught by SAFD Certified Teacher Lewis Shaw, with Jen as his teaching assistant).

1776 opened three weeks ago, and received good reviews in the Washington Post, the Washington Times, and the DC Theatre Scene blog. We extended an extra week, so we'll close on Sunday, May 18th.

I came close to going on as John Adams, when our lead actor had a few vocally fragile days. I was basically "on notice" for four days. All's well again, but I was ready -- I know that understudies sometimes are called to duty without warning, so I was in good shape for it before we even hit previews. Call it good discipline if you like; you can also call a tremendous fear of being able to respond with only deer-in-the-headlights.

The stage combat class is on the weekends, 9am-1pm. Because of my show schedule, I can only stay till noon. Weekends I'm fighting, acting, driving to-and-fro, eating, and sleeping (but not much), and that's all, folks. No time for anything else. Though I'm no fan of lack of sleep, it is exciting.

Irony #1: Nearly getting rear-ended by a tow-truck.

Irony #2: Not being able to think of the word "Alzheimer's."