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October 24, 2007
Would You Like Some Cheese...
...with that wine?
As a matter of fact, I would.
I'm sitting here with my laptop and a glass of Killer Red Shiraz. Some cheese and crackers would be just the thing. If I wasn't allergic to dairy products, that is...
And by the way, how the hell did it get to be Wednesday already? I had a rehearsal tonight. A pickup rehearsal, because we have three more performances of Clean House. There was a lovely review in yesterday's campus newspaper, beginning with the line, "A standing ovation was the least that the crowd at Sunday’s matinee of 'The Clean House' could offer." Pretty sweet, eh?
Anyway, rehearsal was less than an hour. We did a speed run with blocking. And then I came home and played video games for two hours. Now I am drinking red wine and yawning and thinking quite seriously about going to bed. Because--How did it get to be that time??!!?
Right.
Bed.
Now.
(Or bed, right now, which works equally well as a directive.)
Posted by sally at October 24, 2007 11:01 PM
Comments
Okay. You are going to think I am crazy but I have to share. I have been having horrid nightmares and have been unable to sleep for weeks now but the other night I finally had a good dream.
Somehow I was in Idaho and had snuck into your play to see you as a surprise. The play was wonderful and afterward I went up to say hi. I said "sallyacious?" and you looked at me all weird and then I said "I'm ..." and we hugged and cried and I thanked you for being so awesome. I woke up feeling all happy and relieved so even though it didn't happen and even though I sound like a crazy person Thank you; it was the best dream in ages.
And it was wonderful to meet you.
I'm glad your play is getting good reviews.
Posted by: Eris
at October 26, 2007 08:52 PM
Eris,
I don't think you're crazy. In fact, I started crying just reading about that lovely dream. Thank you.
I'm glad you felt better afterwards, and I promise that someday we will actually meet. And I probably will cry then too because I'm that kind of goober.
Posted by: Sallyacious
at October 28, 2007 06:44 PM
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