It’s Monday and the show‘s tomorrow. This was my first time directing for the stage and I’m so nervous. We had our last rehearsal last night and the thing I’m worried about is the tech stuff, especially considering it’s still Mercury retrograde so the most random things could go wrong with equipment.
We ran our secret skit for the first time in front of the cast (it was a secret because there are only 2 cast members in it so we ran separate rehearsals from the main one) and the cast loved it. It’s about this crazy Eastern European lady who runs a video dating service, and what her idea of sexuality is. Things went really well outside of the fact that Reggie and I had had a fight the day before so due to our not talking to each other, quintessential show things were left at our respective homes and I had to leave rehearsal for an hour to retrieve them.
The weird thing about going from film to stage is that with film, if someone doesn’t do something exactly right, you can keep trying until they do. They only have to do something right once. But with stage, you can have people doing things really well 100 times in a row, but come show night in front of a live audience, they could forget all their lines. Or we could have some sort of wardrobe malfunction, such as what happened last week when this guy playing an old lady had his “bosom” drop to his stomach so all of a sudden, he looked like a pregnant old lady.
Overall, I just hope it’s a good show. I have so much pride and I really hope people walk away liking the show. I know the material is good and the cast is very talented; our rehearsals have been strong and people who sit in on them have said that it’s hilarious. But it really all comes down to luck after that…that nothing bizarre happens.
I had to buy gym shoes yesterday, but what started as a quick trip to a shoe store ended up with me coming home with fishing equipment. We headed over to the Santa Monica Pier because we only had about 3 hours of sunlight left and it’s the only place close by where you can fish without a permit. Now, I’ve never seen anyone catch anything off the pier, even though there are always a hell of a lot of people with poles out there. It took almost an hour to get the pole strung up and for me to learn how to cast (I kept unlocking the thing and letting it unravel on the ground), not to mention trying to get a raw mussel on the hook for bait. I don’t know what I was more afraid of…the raw mussel or getting impaled by the hook (been scared of fishing hooks ever since seeing Something About Mary). Finally, we got everything set up and embarked on our fishing experience, only to pack up an hour and a half later as the sun was going down and our cooler was empty. Truthfully, in the entire time we were there, I didn’t see a single person catch anything, which makes me think that this whole fishing off the pier thing is a coverup, that maybe all those people with poles are really disguised drug dealers and the undercover cops who love them.
So the moral of this story is, stay away from people who fish off piers. They’re probably packing heat.