Down to the Wire

Only a couple of days before the BIG SHOW! My transition sheets are so worn that they're getting that kind of fuzzy, Brett Favre look to them. I've got my practice post-its set up and that's my practice reko-reko (pronounced "hecko-hecko," as in, what the hecko-hecko is that thing you're playing?). Last night we worked on silliness. Yes, that's something we actually practice, hone and even stress over. Tonight is grooming night. I'd rather be practicing, but since people are actually paying to see this, I feel obligated to make myself look presentable. I'm enjoying my shaggy, wild summer hair, but I gotta get it neatened up for the good folks who are coming to the show. Sometimes I give myself a little pedicure, though more for myself because no one actually sees my toes.

Tomorrow is tech and our last chance to run things before the show. And then, well, it's Showtime. Egads, wish me luck. I'm excited to be doing this, I enjoy putting all the intense energy and focus on this sort of work, but I have to admit I'm going to enjoy the sweet relief when all this is over. I think my cat will be happy it's over too.

(gratuitous kitty photo)

And if you're still on the fence or haven't bought your tickets yet, there are still a limited number of seats available. I'd love to see you there!! Tickets here.