Tech for Take Ten has taken up a lot of my time...that a making sure all of my lines are correct. The days have begun to blend together, because I am so exhausted. After rehearsal we have been going to a lot of dinners at rich people's houses. We had one Friday night and last night was a fundraiser dinner that turned into a total doozy. Yesterday we finished cue to cue pretty much and a few of us decided to go grab some dinner and a drink before a playwright panel discussion. We ended up at Little Annies where they had a $3.50 shot and drink special...can't beat that!! I had some soup too but that part is irrelevant. We left and headed out to the discussion...which we got lost for and ended up missing. It was totally embarrassing because we didn't intend to miss it, the directions weren't great so we drove around and when we found it....everyone was leaving the building. We went back to a friends condo and watched some tv before we had to be at the dinner at the Tripplehorn's. The dinner was really nice. The Tripplehorn's are from Texas and they live in Cher's old house! There is a diorama of taxidermy squirrels....seriously. I will post the photo eventually. LOL. The wine was flowing and the dinner was really, really tasty. We had this girl named Heather at our table and we totally thought she should be at this dinner. So Julia wants us to have a discussion at our table and we will talk about it later.
We nominate Heather to speak on our behalf as she took notes on her iphone. Our discussion was about what counts as art? We touched on a bunch of different topics within that question. It comes time for us to speak and she goes up there and she is really nervous. She starts talking about how Broadway is crap and all of this weird, inappropriate crap. Julia is freaking out because half of the people at this fundraiser love the arts and give money to BROADWAY!!! I am like shitting myself because this is soooo awkward. All i can do is keep my head down and just keep drinking my wine! It turns out that this girl wasn't even allowed at this dinner, she was invited by one of the playwrights but they barely even spoke to each other the WHOLE night. Julia was trying desperately to get this woman to stop talking. I still don't understand why they just didn't kick her out or not let her speak. Anyway, I have to now smooth things over so our table doesn't look like a bunch of assholes who hate theatre...further from the truth really. Not what I want to do before I have to do a dress rehearsal in front of all the playwrights.
Bloody Hell, I need a dirty martini.....
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