A year ago today, I got my second vaccination and I thought I was all clear for the rest of my life. That lasted a few months. Not much point in celebrating this year, is there.

My boss went to a casino over the weekend. She showed her casino voucher: "My $65 turned into 65 cents." One temp said, "I would retire early." Girl, you are priceless! Other than that, I just processed forms all fucking day. I am ignoring all of the "special" stuff because I have neither time nor bandwidth to try to figure out the shit Hope/Dianna did. I have two things due tomorrow and I'm prioritizing those.

Scott said he's fine, slept it off again.

Tailwind rehearsal/photoshoot day: went over to Nancy's at 5:30 but we didn't end up really rehearsing, mostly I just brought her some tie-dye shirts and said "pick which one you want." She went for the San Francisco tie-dye one. Otherwise the outfit I'm wearing is jeans (first time I've worn jeans in 2 years), denim jacket, flannel shirt. Janene is dressing like a church lady, Bridget got a blazer and pulled her hair back.

We didn't end up doing much at Nancy's, but went over to the opera house because apparently now we had to start photoshoot at 6...while everyone else (or at least Scott/Cameron who are doing it at 6 as well) was supposed to be rehearsing there. Very confusing. Rodney forgot to bring Scott a Hamlet shirt, and they didn't really have a set up, so they were just being photographed rehearsing, more or less. I note the Tailwind folks dressed up. Nobody else was there for the shoot from the other shows, oddly enough. It ended up being a weird mix of rehearsing and photo-ing, with us literally doing the show and periodically being told to pose or whatever. We also couldn't watch the others' shows very well, which Cameron also found to be a bummer afterwards. I guess that's what tech week is for.

Nancy wants to have an extra rehearsal on Monday even though Bridget is doing a birthday trip out of town--we were moving that week's rehearsals to Thursday/Friday--and then we were pondering hanging out afterwards. Invited Scott and Cameron to this, but she's got rehearsal for the other show she's in elsewhere.

Cameron and I both did not want to be photographed without our masks ("I want to be a woman of mystery," she said, and I agreed), and indeed, I look fatheaded and fat and hideous in the photos, I am sorry to say. Darn it. I can stand looking at myself so much better without my full fat double chinned face. (I'm of average weight but have a genetically fat Italian head...on the one hand I look perpetually young, on the other hand...fat fucking head in most photos.) I was hoping that the various crazy aggressive posing we were doing (okay, mostly me) would be funny in photos, I dunno. I sent her one of the photos and was all "miss being photographed with a mask!" and then was saying that Evita is pretty dull. I was heavily texting during that rehearsal, which should tell you a lot here, I suppose.

I did discover a new fart app--the one Nancy's husband Steve (different Steve than DMTC) downloaded actually shows you how long the farts go for, which is useful. We got photographed with the nonworking fart machine, the rest of it, who knows.

Scott and I left around the same time--me before him, actually--and drove different routes but arrived at DMTC at the same time, go figure. I hit my usual country backroads, I'm guessing he took freeway.

Evita rehearsal:

(a) Rainbow Tour, in which we were divided into countries. Scott is in Spain (they love Evita), I'm in Italy (they find her so-so, Arthur gets to play the pope). We're told to be polite to Evita when she comes by an then be all dismissive afterwards behind her back. France gets to be France....nuff said there.

(b) And The Money Kept Rolling In (MORE "rollin rollin rollin," which was drilled a lot and I was so bored I was texting Cameron, being all "I'm so bored I can text during this"), in which we're put back into our "families." Mine is Arie and Sage, who were not around for this previously. Basically this song is like winning the lottery, as each family is supposed to go up and get free money and free diplomas and shit, which Sage had a lot of reasonable commentary on, see below.

Then Scott got picked for a dance number and I did not, so I went home and drank rum with a Peep in it (Run Bunny Rum!).

Quotes:
"Stinkin' whore." -Steve on Evita
Steve and Jan are usually wearing show shirts to rehearsal, but today they both had their Titanic ones on. Steve pointed out that "Jan and I did NOT coordinate." I asked if they got dressed at different times and he said yes.

Morgan threatened to throw a pen at Hugo and said, "Payback for Pajama Game" (see previous story in blog about an arrow incident). Hugo: "Three years later?"

Lindsay/Evita wasn't here, for whatever reason, so Jan or Blonde Sierra were faking being her. Jan was going around pretending to be her in Rainbow Tour and said, "It's hard without Evita here. I don't have charm. I'm Jan."

Randomly overheard without context during break:
Brunette Sierra: "In second grade, you can get away with a lot more."
Blonde Sierra: "Not if your parents are teachers and talk to them every day."

Jan: "Hugo can sing into the stratosphere."
Morgan: "If there's one thing about us as a couple, it's that we can sing."

Arielle and Morgan tried to dance a jig in 7/8 time. Scott, in Irish accent (he did ALL the accents today, of course), said they were in the wrong part of the world.

Jared: "I just do crazy stuff."

During "Rollin Rollin Rollin:"

My new "family" members, upon finding out we're "related." Sage: "I finally have a dad!" Arie: "I came back from the store with milk and cigarettes."

Sage is supposed to go up and collect money from Evita: "They shouldn't trust me with the money."

Sage, noting the lyrics: "They're handing out a free college degree now? What am I supposed to do with a free diploma? We need food." Me: "We can eat the diploma, it's nice and tasty."

Scott: "We can finally pay off our shack!"

Arie, trying to pose with the family (Sage is not into it), to me: "Can I touch you?" Me: "Sure, you've already peeked up my skirt, we're friends now."

Steve was all "Not me" about the dance number. Arthur suggested, "Steve has to jump into the mosh pit."

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