Captain’s Log 5618
And then I went to rehearsal! YAY! It is the saving grace of my existence right now. When I got there, they were putting together the final touches of the set. I was asked to screw some handles into the black boxes. I glanced at the two electric drills being presented to me, and I agreed.
I have never used an electric drill in my life! But I did it. That’s how I get wound up in most things. I just do it. I act confident and I do it.
I must be insane! I kind of look insane, eh?
Anyway, it was fun. The guy who showed me how to install the handles had a tape measure, pencils, and all sorts of manly things to do the job perfectly. The moment he left, I just eyeballed the box and screwed in the handles. If I was building a HOUSE, I might measure stuff. But stupid drag handles on a black theatre box? Eyeballing was fine. At least to me.
And then I held the ladder for the lighting installer. That is a very important job because you get to stand right under a 25 pound light that would knock you senseless if it fell off the pipe. Another moment of danger. I love living on the edge like this.
We had a sort of great rehearsal. We have a preview audience coming tonight. They get to see all our warts and blemishes as we plod through our final dress rehearsal. And then…..it’s tomorrow! Opening night! I get to leave work in four hours! Yay!
What can I do to make the time fly?