For starters, I have about half of a carafe of pinot grigio in my system right now (not a ton, but not a negligible amount either), have just eaten fairly well, nearly laughed myself into oblivion and, most importantly, survived the drive here (Trenton, NJ) from our venue (George Washington University, DC) through the rain and sleet. The show today was wonderful. We all were alive, awake, aware of our surroundings and finding new things that make the show interesting. At a certain point, I think we all start struggling for ways to keep it fresh. Today was a turning point for a lot of us, I feel - a threshold, Leigh says - in how to keep the show alive for ourselves as well as making it engaging for the audiences. It felt like discovery, instead of doing the show by rote. It felt like it's supposed to feel.
Anyway, after a painless load-out, we took lunch in the student centre and then hit the road to drive up to Jersey for our last points north show before we head south. The drive was difficult, in and of itself - the weather is foul these days. It's been raining buckets and the fog crossing the Susquehanna River was so dense that we couldn't see the car in front of us. Yes, I have footage. No, I'm not posting it right now. Suffice it to say that we hydro-planed the whole way down the Delaware Memorial Bridge before the brakes finally kicked in, during which time I really thought I was about to drive the car and all its passengers into sheer oblivion. Obviously, we survived and arrived at our Howard Johnson hotel (or HoJo, as we are calling it) where I'm currently making use of the free wireless.
Another exciting adventure, once we had already arrived here, was that the fire alarm was set off by some unknown factor - someone smoking in their room? - and consequently we met a barrage of firemen running up the stairs to locate the origin of the smoke.
At any rate, our call time tomorrow is 7.45.
I could get used to sleeping in that late.
Cheers.
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