Tuesday, July 31, 2001

As hobbies go, community theater is a harsh mistress. Case in point: big closed Saturday after four well-received weekends. The closing night set strike and cast party stretched into the wee hours of Sunday morning. Counting that enjoyable if exhausting denouement, I spent three solid months on the project, forsaking virtually all other activities save work.

So what did I do on Monday, my first full day of release from this time-constraining commitment? I auditioned for another show.

This one opens in a scant eight weeks. If I get in, I'll have to kiss everything else goodbye starting this Friday, with nary a break until the show closes in early October.

But it's okay. I can stop anytime I want. Really.

Posted @ 9:54 AM

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