Ch-ch-ch-changes
It’s been a crazy couple of weeks round here, folks.
We’ve started rehearsals for Sordid Lives, but I’ve only had to be there a couple of times. The show is fairly well broken up, so about the half the time I’m out of the loop. I don’t remember the last time I was in a show where I wasn’t on stage 90% of the time. It’s nice.
Nunsense opens on Friday, so Charity is out until late all this week. Yesterday I saw her for about 45 minutes all day. Crazy.
We went to the coast this weekend and slept in the in-laws trailer. I think I got some mold spores in my face or something, because I came back with what felt like something between a raging case of strep and tonsilitis. The doctor couldn’t find anything, so I’ve been taking Benadryl to see if it helps. The problem is, it activated my TMJ, so my jaw is kicking my butt and making me say its name. I HATE that.
On Monday night my friend Rick came over. We decided to play Rock Band. We pulled out White Guys With Nothing to Lose (our top-tier band), and made the crazy decision to play something known as the Endless Setlist. 58 songs. No breaks. 4 hours. We actually paused a few times, but we made it through. It was fun, and by the end we were actually passing into a transcendent state. This must be what marathon runners talk about.
Today, we went and looked at an ‘apartment’ in McMinnville (the same town where we do so much theater, and where I take my daughter to meet the bus). It’s actually 1700 sq feet on the lower level of a house built in 1905. It rocks. Out loud. Hardwood floors, picture windows, a wrap around porch. A land lady who wants us to move in so bad she’ll hold it for us until we can get our notice taken care of with our current landlord. She also said she’d wave the move-in fees if I take over the job of putting the trim back in the bed rooms she was rennovating. Of course, now we have to decide if we want to move. Oh, and she said we can have dogs. My daughter and my wife want dogs. A chihuahua. And a pug. I guess
February 21st, 2008 at 5:13 pm
Sorry to read you got some sort of bug. I hope you feel better soon. My children and their friends play rock band alot. I’ve played a few times but I have no style and little rhythm.