Walking through the green room this afternoon before call, I stopped to read the dry erase board where the running crew has been annotating their set change diagram. It’s quite funny. And they’re quite a good crew. So good, in fact, that last night, one of the set changes actually got applause! Three smart, respectful high school boys with fantastic work ethics courtesy of Woodmont High School. It’s a pleasure to have them among us. (I particularly like the ferns named Wilson and Charlie and the plant named Gordon.)
Week #2 of 3 concluded today. Average attendance roughly 110 per show for the run thus far. Not great, but not bad. Considering.
My bi-polar friend emailed me an 83-page manifesto that I’m reading a little and along. Part autobiography, part theory of everything, it’s as deep and strange and articulate and scattered as the author. If you’re not bi-polar, get down on your knees right now and thank God.