We just had our last rehearsal before Tech Week. There are still some bugs to be worked out of the show but I am confident that we will do so. At the same time my body is reminding me that I am not as young as I used to be and everything hurts. Perhaps this is something analogous to "runner's high." Or maybe I've just had one too many glasses of wine.

Whatever the case may be... shit like this is why I do theater. Every production is unique; every production is special. Especially at the level of community theater.

None of us are going to make a career out of this. None of us are going to get paid for doing this, at least not in money. But ALL of us do it because we love it. It's like that doofus said in The Simpsons:

"Perhaps we are all a little mad, we who don the cap and bells and tread beneath the proscenium arch. But tonight, [we] will all be transformed from dead-eyed suburbanites into white-hot grease fires of pure entertainment!"

Maybe it's the Chardonnay talking; I dunno. But I just feel so... ALIVE.

COME SEE MY SHOW, DAMMIT!