Time for but a brief. . .

. . .and momentary blog.  Cape Cod was renewing as it always is, even though it rained for 2 of our 4 days there.  We saw a fabulous a capella group and ate at an amazing restaurant in Lenox, Mass. on our way home.  Fabulous food, outdoor seating, a waitress whose passion was the dance, one minor setback.  We didn't really check the menu before sitting down, and. . .it was one of those restaurant where everything is ala carte.  Say you wanted a salad with your entree.  The cheapest option was $11.  That's just for the salad.  The cheapest dessert--$9.50.  Ah well, it was an amazing gourmet experience, and I keep telling myself that.

      Good line rehearsal yesterday, despite minor outbreaks of giddiness, giggling and immaturity.  Still, several cast members are well along in their line memorization.  It would appear, from this cast, that line memorization comes easier to the fairer sex.

       Tonight we construct the towering structure which from this day on will always be know as the CrossRoads Bowl.  The Lions Club, "those old guys who can do anything" according to Chris Dwyer, will be there and ready to construct.

       I wish I could talk about some of the writing I have done, but it's not happenin' right now because of all the other stuff.  In fact, this morning I was in the sewer plant digging out props we had stored there.  Someone stole the bar from The Blue Moon Grille!  They may have stolen the bar, but they'll never stop the blog!