Midsummer Madness

This weekend was very INTERESTING. As in the Chinese curse. Saturday dawned hot and humid--Ben showed up at my place and we lugged the screen and all the other stuff down to the Park. (One fantastic thing about this experience is that we can store stuff between show days at the Downtown Boathouse. Yay, no lugging stuff back and forth on the subway!) I was occupied with many producer-ial tasks, such as delegating tasks to the two volunteers, sending out for ice and water, setting up the backstage, setting up the stage right quick change section, et cetera. Laura, my FOHRP liaison, stopped by and we talked about the volunteers, and other stuff. She couldn't stay long, unfortunately. The show went up--we didn't have a huge audience, no doubt because of the heat. One volunteer, Selvena, was terrific in redirecting the foot traffic; she was very hands on and even kicked out three obnoxious little boys who were arguing with Duncan. (She threatened to call the cops on them--love it!)

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