This week I’m sharing some of my thoughts during a typical community theater stage production, from audition notices to stage strike.
I think: $%#@*!
When: At a choreography rehearsal, I blow out the crotch of my favorite khakis, beyond repair.
Because: I blew out the crotch of my khakis, man! And they were my favorite. I stand the rest of the night for fear of flashing everyone in the room. My weekly pants rotation is severely compromised.
I think: I wonder what my wife looks like.
When: Every day.
Because: I see her literally for five minutes a day, sometimes less. On those “less” days, I crawl into bed long after she’s fallen asleep, and in the morning she wakes me with a kiss before heading out the door. I would be remiss if I didn’t say how wonderful my wife is. She understands how much acting means to me. She may not like the long hours away (neither do I), yet she supports me all the same. Love you, Hon!
Me as Mr. MacAfee, Bye Bye Birdie, Desert Foothills Theater, Nov. 11–21
Photos courtesy of Jeremy Andorfer/Vangelis Productions