Shotgun Players

March through April I have volunteered to assist the Omnipotent Softy (and Lantern the AD) as a stage hand for the Stotgun Players' production of Mrs. Warren' Profession, and the first public reading was this evening. All I knew about it previously was that it was a Shaw play, but my previous experiences with Shaw (Man & Superman and Heartbreak House) were both enjoyable. This too is shaping up to be a good play. As an aside, the last couple of pages gave me some Lear 1.4 flashbacks. OS will see me back at tech week in a little over a month.

Urinetown rehearsals are also going well; we've finally gotten into Act II. That blasted F-sharp at the end of Mister Cladwell continues to vex me. Hopefully I can get in some work on it a choral rehearsal tomorrow and my voice lesson on Wednesday. While waiting around during scenes that don't need me I learned that we have a crowbar and what must be a flail (the one-handed 1d8+Str kind) lying around. The crowbar I can understand, as it was found on a shelf with other tools. The flail not so much. Some social complications I thought were gone are still apparently present. They will be resolved shortly. I have forgotten how to tie a noose. That will also be resolved shorty. Those two promises are unrelated.

Occidental says that T's letter of recommendation doesn't count because he's a drama teacher. Good thing my Shakespeare teacher wrote an ambush letter; I'd better make sure it was sent out.

It's late. Sleep...