tech rehearsal, tarot cards and tatoos
September 20-26
This was Tech Week for Provo Fringe’s Ten Minute Play Festival. What time isn’t taken up by the rehearsal is dedicated to homework.
We performed Thursday to Saturday. The audiences were great. We had a good turn out and they were very responsive.
Venturing out to see Garden State repeatedly can be dangerous. I was rear-ended on the I-15 while driving out to Salt Lake before the show on Saturday. My car, MRF (pronounced Murph, short for Murphy - as named by his state commissioned license plate) sustained a blow to the bumper that separated his rear from his body ever so slightly and left red scars from his attacker. Luckily, we still made it to the showing on time and now MRF has battle scars he can brag about to the other cars in the cinema parking lot.
Sunday, we went to Salt Lake because Logan was called back for Plan-B, a semi-professional performance group. Laura and I helped him prepare his sides and waited as he did the round of the cattle call. We headed back to Logan’s for a cast party to celebrate the success of the Fringe show. After most people left, those of us who knew each other from Freespace stayed behind. We stayed behind until 4 am. The night was full of Tarot readings, tattoos (of red permanent marker), and reminiscent viewings of the first and only season of My So-Called Life which both Kevin and Logan have on DVD. I took Laura to her outrageously early job at the bakery which begins at 4:30am and somehow I fit in a bit of homework before crashing for the night.
This was Tech Week for Provo Fringe’s Ten Minute Play Festival. What time isn’t taken up by the rehearsal is dedicated to homework.
We performed Thursday to Saturday. The audiences were great. We had a good turn out and they were very responsive.
Venturing out to see Garden State repeatedly can be dangerous. I was rear-ended on the I-15 while driving out to Salt Lake before the show on Saturday. My car, MRF (pronounced Murph, short for Murphy - as named by his state commissioned license plate) sustained a blow to the bumper that separated his rear from his body ever so slightly and left red scars from his attacker. Luckily, we still made it to the showing on time and now MRF has battle scars he can brag about to the other cars in the cinema parking lot.
Sunday, we went to Salt Lake because Logan was called back for Plan-B, a semi-professional performance group. Laura and I helped him prepare his sides and waited as he did the round of the cattle call. We headed back to Logan’s for a cast party to celebrate the success of the Fringe show. After most people left, those of us who knew each other from Freespace stayed behind. We stayed behind until 4 am. The night was full of Tarot readings, tattoos (of red permanent marker), and reminiscent viewings of the first and only season of My So-Called Life which both Kevin and Logan have on DVD. I took Laura to her outrageously early job at the bakery which begins at 4:30am and somehow I fit in a bit of homework before crashing for the night.
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