Johnny Tremain, The Real World, books

I went to the tanning salon last night. Afterward, I stopped at Barnes and Noble and bought Johnny Tremain ("Johnny worth-his-weight-in-gold Tremain") and A Wrinkle in Time. I'm now juggling reading the above two books, The Illiad, Not Much, Just Chillin and my current issue of New York magazine.

Watched more of Colonial House (the Governor is turning into a moralistic prick) and The Real World. Frankie might be leaving, thank God. I guess she was pissed off that this week's episode wasn't all. About. Her as usual.

Take Ye Note, Ducklings

I emailed Kevin last week about the Sam French Festival dates. He emailed me back saying all he'd heard was June 18 (for us--his play goes up June 10 or 11 so he's even more screwed). Left a message for Matt two days ago, he emailed me yesterday saying he wants to do SF but needs to know the dates ASAP, beacuse he has a wedding to attend. Emailed/called Kevin again last night/this am, he called me this morning: tech and performance are still tentatively scheduled for June 18, with the finals (if we make it) for June 20. Not too bad--that's a Friday.

So I emailed Matt and said if it's okay, I'm going to assume they're sticking to that, so we can go ahead and schedule a few rehearsals. Haven't heard from him yet but just know we'll have a few soon.