April 27th, 2014

NASA_bighead

Full Day

Woke up at 8 to take out the month's collection of Diet Coke cans to the curb for the homeowners' association recycle program. I buy the sodas at work, and while we have a recycle bin people throw all sorts of non-recyclable trash in there, I know we don't really recycle, so I bring the empties home each night. A month's worth is about $2.50 in redemption fees.

Stayed up waiting for "Fuzzy" to drop by to check out what I want done to the bathroom. Turns out that he is not, as I expected, an old bearded geezer, he is a very young-looking clen-shaven middle aged Mediterranean Muslim from Trinidad. Nice guy, listened well then made some suggestions which would have made sense if I didn't love the existing tub and the sun shone at night (I want electric lights, he suggested skylights instead). The plan for the bathroom is to take out the tiny shower and the vanity/sink next to it and replace that with a 5-foot-wide shower with separate hot and cold knobs, and a light inside.

Also on the list is to replace the kitchen sink with an undivided one with separate hot and cold and a tall swan-neck faucet. Good for big objects like cookie sheets and canning pot.

We also talked about replacing the carport steps with a ramp, but he claims every inch of height requires a foot of length, which sounds very wrong to me. But we settled on adding 2 more steps and reducing the height per step by about 1/3.

He also dissed the construction of the siding, the quality and color of the paint job, and pointed out some dry rot which I will have to contact the realtor about (it was supposed to have been taken care of pre-sale). If he does a good and affordable job on the bathroom & sink, I'll have him wash the place and repaint it. I have to talk with the park manager about colors and such.

After he left I took a nap. Up at about 1, took a trip to Lowe's and bought a flat of ice plant for $10, a yellow rose on a stick (tree) for $25 and 10 strawberry plants in plantable pots for $3 each.

Home, planted the rose tree first, took a breather and then dug up two 6-packs of strawberries in plastic which I had tried to cheat and plant without taking them out of the plastic, and replanted the 8 of those which had survived. And planted 7 or the new ones. Iceplant and the remaining 3 strawberries will have to wait. Maybe tomorrow but more likely later in the week after work.

It has turned cold again, I re-lit the pilot light and turned the thermostat program back on.

In the mail was a note that Sunnyvale is going to raise the water, sewer and garbage rates. If we don't pay, they will stop delivering water, sewage and garbage.

Took 90 minutes to sit in front of the fan in the recliner with lime soda. Then went to the theater.

Stage manager took cast & company photos, which should have been done on preview night. Last weekend two nights were recorded on video, no one has said if/when we can get DVDs. This is a show I want to have a copy of.

The show went okay, it was not one of our best, and I blame the bizarre audience. Usually Saturday crowds are big applauders. This audience didn't applaud the opening number, and had to be kickstarted on several others. Part of that is the stage manager is way too quick to move scenery and signal the band to go ahead instead of waiting for applause. However, my Big Number got a lot of applause, partly because it was really good tonight but also because it is just Seymour and me, and we both know enough to freeze at the end, wait for the applause to die down, and then move. The band comes in too quickly, so we don't get all the applause we earned, but better than nothing.

The final applause was loud, it flagged a bit when the band was pointed to, but came back up for the final bow.


Several old friends from shows in the 80s and 90s were there, so I was one of the last ones out of the lobby after. The crew wanted to close up, so I waited till I came home to take off my makeup. Took a shower, made wings and veggies for dinner, ice cream for dessert.

The Voice of the plant is hosting a cast party, but he lives in a small upstairs apartment, was making a big deal about how much booze he has on hand, even though many of the attendees are under 18, let alone 21. And it will be too loud and cramped.

Plans for tomorrow:
Maybe plant some more
Definitely be at the theater by 1 pm. 2:30 show
Help strike the set
If I'm still upright, go to the cast party at the producer's house (where I auditioned).
Pocari Sweat

Finale

Slept till 10, did nothing productive, watched some Shark Tank, made brunch - four steamed BBQ pork buns (Thai = salapow, Chinese = Cha Siu Bao).

Off to the theater at 12:30, 15 minutes early for cast call. Waited for someone to open the door.

Sundays always start late, mostly because the crew doesn't have to rebuild the set.

This was our biggest audience yet, probably 30 empty seats. Hard to tell because it's festival seating. It was so nice to have critical mass for laughs.

My Big Number was a huge hit, and I still want to slap the music director for starting up before we milked the applause.

They applauded when I was eaten by the plant.

After the show my lobby visit was very short, nobody I knew was there, except for one of the ushers. The audience practically ran out of the theater - it takes me maybe 2 minutes to take off my mike and walk to the lobby, and the auditorium was empty by the time I arrived.

Strike after the show, I got to carry some stuff out to the dock and help load the truck, but there were far more people helping than they needed. Got done by 6. After-party at 7, but even going out of my way for a Safeway stop to get goodies, I was still 10 minutes early. Everyone else was fashionably late, having gone to dinner at some Mexican place, among other things.

Everyone showed up from the cast and crew, the choreographer, drummer and the synth player (who works where I do) did not show. The hostess was one of the co-producers, she has a big beautiful house with a huge front and back yards, and two buildings behind the house which look like people may live in them. I didn't ask. And she had 5 chihuahua type dogs which bark when someone comes to the door, but are very friendly once you are inside. And two very shy cats. She is a major proponent of animal rescue.

She had a very large spread of munchies, and guests added to it.

During the party I chatted with the director. He has no clue, nor did I give him one, that I really don't want to work with him ever again. He's co-directing the next show, which is funny because it's A Chorus Line and he is disabled in a way that makes it impossible for him to walk straight, let alone dance. Even when he was abled (in a show we did in the 1980s) he couldn't dance.

As expected it was a loud party, with the usual loudmouths, and a couple of people who become screechers when alcohol is added. I stayed till about 9:30, when they set up the karaoke, because this group doesn't have the consideration to shut up and listen when it's not their turn to sing. Lucky for me the crew took that as their cue to leave, so it paved the way for me.

Home, took out the garbage, took my blood sugar measurement and it was way high as I thought it would be because I forgot to shoot up before the party. Also saw I had forgotten to take my daily meds this morning. That happens when I wake up late.
:-(

Took a shower, made myself a lime soda, caught up on email and Facebook.  Updated my FB cover to a non-show one. and profile photo to a close-up in the dressing room.

Plans for tomorrow:
Work
BASFA
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