Dad wouldn't be this far along in his diagnosis if he and Mom hadn't known some of the hospital staff. The first appointment was bumped up a few weeks. But now we're back to the normal "stress and wait" schedule. His health is the same. I guess this is what it means to live with cancer.
I'm up to page 16 in the script, and we finally go back to Act One tonight. I'll have to carry the script for the stage direction, but I hope this memorization at least helps me get more into character, as the director requested, on this, our whopping fifth rehearsal. Yes, I'm still fuming. A little voice in my head whispers "ego" and rolls it's imaginary eyes. A dozen other voices chirp in with "isn't this the theatre we were walking away from in November?" But it's a good role, and I was asked. So I will trudge on. Trudge trudge trudge.
We're still dying to know about last Saturday.
Picture of the Day
Coolest signboard job ever?
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last satruday? the film premeire?
shown at the new museum on the water front-- the institute for contemporary art-- a very modern mostly glass building. as the screen raises in the large theater room, the shades also raise on all the windows, and you realize you've been sitting in a huge room that is floor to ceiling windows on 3 sides, on a pier in the harbor.
most of the seats were filled. the film had been changed since august...a few less scenes with people on death's door, more just following the families headed by grandmothers. and just a straighforward look at their life, the hardships and joys (lots of shots of kids being kids, dancing singing, playing) of rural life in a country decimated by AIDS.
And, I get a shout-out under the Thanks in the credits. Pretty cool to see that roll by.
They're working on distribution of the film...and I'll let you know how we can get our hands on a copy.
I meant Tuesday. We hadn't talked since you started with the Clinton campaign.
But Saturday sounded pretty cool too.
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