At the stroke of 7 pm I got into the car and headed to Saratoga, was about 5 minutes early for rehearsals which started 40 minutes late and ran till about 10:30. Good rehearsal. I pretty much know my lines, but still am shaky about entrances. The director gave me some good notes after the run-through, and the funny thing is most of them were notes I got from the director the last time I played this role.
I'm kind of bummed at the lack of eye candy in this production. Last time I was spoiled, our belly dancer was a 3-time Miss California finalist, the two women in the horse & burro headgear were ballerinas with amazing legs, and our Antonia (who tried out for this show too) is a stunning redhead who could be the mother of my babies any time she wanted to be. Unfortunately for me, she was - and still is - shacked up with another theater friend.
Don't get me wrong, all the women this cast are very sweet and fun and talented, they're just not beauty queens. Oh well, you can't have everything - where would you put it?
Speaking of which, while sitting in the theater waiting for the stage to be ready, there was a long, narrow box lying across a couple of seats. And into my warped little brain popped the idea:
+ open, empty coffin
+ the shadow of a bat flying away
Think outside the box
No rehearsals till Sunday night. My bank says my bonus has been received, along with my regular paycheck, and will be official tomorrow. I think it's time for a massage, and maybe a trip into the City.
The producer would like us to show up at the theater Saturday and help finish the set, but it will be a lot safer for everyone if I'm not allowed near power tools. Or any tools, for that matter.