I was on stage in a Scotch’n’Soda show, and it was some adaptation of Shakespeare or something, and I didn’t know my lines. Well, that’s not true, I did know my lines. I just realized like halfway through the show that I wasn’t sure if I had ever read the script. But I was doing fine. Everything I said just happened to be the right thing, even though I was improvising. But I was worrying that the next thing I say might be wrong, but then I’d say it, and it’d be fine.
(Huh! Sounds like my life right now. But let’s hope it’s not prophetic:)
Then there was a scene where we pretended to be audience members, and we would all shout out stuff, and I wasn’t doing so well there. Then there was intermission, and the tech people all had to come fix up the stage, and I kept getting in everyone’s way, especially Ankur and Matta. (sorry, guys!) And then act 2 didn’t happen.
Uh oh. Oh well, like I said, going fine so far. And, doomly prophecies aside, that’s the best I can hope for.
Speaking of Scotch’n’Soda, I’m going to Pittsburgh next weekend! (The only Scotch’n’Sody thing I will do is watch their show.) Weird, I first wrote “I’m going home next weekend.” I guess it’s because, if you picked my family up out of Cleveland and transplanted them, there would be nothing homelike about Cleveland for me. Anyway, I’m super excited!
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