Can you say exhausted? Cause that’s how I feel. I have been running around like a chicken with his head cut off since right before I left for Orlando to run our booth at the NAFEM. I must say that the show went off with nary a hitch. It was a big success and we gathered just a tad more leads than we did two years ago. That is saying something because in times of economic depression, trade shows are usually hit hard.
Since I’ve been back, I’ve been working each day and racing home to get the dogs walked and fed, shovel some food down my throat, and get to rehearsals by 6:00pm. (Which usually becomes 6:20) Anyway, I took today off so I could relax, regroup, and rest before the show. We have a 7 pm call and the show opens at 8 pm.
In case you missed it, I am in Shakespeare’s Measure for Measure being done by the Collingswood Shakespeare Company. It’s one of Shakespeare’s lesser known comedies. We have updated it to a 1920’s theme and it’s very, very funny. Even people who don’t like Shakespeare will like this. And I play Pompey, a tapster and bawd. (Translation: Bartender/Pimp)
Am I excited? You bet. I haven’t been in a play for about a year. I’ve been doing at least 3 plays a year since 2001 and in 2007 I did 6. I took a rest in 2008 and now I have been bit by the acting bug again. But even though I am acting, I promise not to desert my blog. (Well I promise to not desert it permanently anyway, if only for a short period of time.)
So folks, don’t wish me luck. In case you don’t know, wishing someone luck in the theater means bad luck. Always say, “Break a leg!” Theater folks are a strange breed. (and yes, I speak from exprience.)