Tuesday, September 8, 2009

Home

Home again.  A bit tired.  My brother's friends, Rich and Lawana picked me up at the airport.  Then they had me over for dinner.  I had a couple of glasses of beer with my meal and now I'm zonked.  I had a great time in AK.   Here is a picture of me with Lark (in Alaska):

Sunday, September 6, 2009

It's Always Sunny In...

ANCHORAGE, ALASKA!!!

At least it has been since I arrived here on Friday.  And everything is still lush and green.  To top it off the moon has been full and bright until late in the evening. Kathleen and I went for a walk along the coastal trail yesterday, after stopping by to visit with her mother, who she sometimes affectionately refers to as K.B. or "The Mother Ship."  Today we are going for a drive and then over to her mom's house for a salmon dinner.  It sounds fantastic to me, but I've gathered that to Alaskans in late summer, fresh caught wild salmon is something like home-grown zucchini is to those of us in the lower 48.

Thursday, September 3, 2009

Reading Material

For the flight to Anchorage (and to read there as well) I am taking along a book of Tennessee Williams' short stories, a printout of Equity guidelines, and a copy of No Exit by Jean Paul Sartre (adapted by Paul Bowles, who happened to be one of TW's best friends).

Brezhnev

In The Cuban Missile Tango I played a party guest playing the part of Leonid Brezhnev.  This is the photo that I based my costume on. Brezhnev is on the left, next to Castro.  Khrushchev is on the far right. I have no idea who the other guys are.  Yesterday, I met two women, one Russian and one Ukrainian, while shopping.  I told them about playing Brezhnev, and they exclaimed, "You look just like him!"

Travels

I'm off to Anchorage, AK tomorrow on a free (almost) ticket.  I will see and stay with my dear friend, Kathleen Bielawski.  I'm looking forward to meeting her new kitten, "Lark."  Got some kitty treats to give him!

Tuesday, September 1, 2009

Cuban Missile Tango is Over

Last show was a Sunday matinee. To my surprise, the house was packed again, even though it was a nice sunny afternoon outside. I think my Breshnev getup worked, as my sister heard another audience member refer to me as the "guy with the big eyebrows." After the performance, we had a cast party at the director's house. He and his wife have a home at the foot of the West Hills. On the way there I was thinking that Imago should do a show called "West Hills Like White Elephants," which is fitting since Elephant's Deli is not far away. Next up at Imago is No Exit.  I am going to work as the assistant stage manager on this one, as I like the back stage stuff too.

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