Final report: good crowd, full house. Deb skipped an entire verse of “Irish Ballad,” and Nick was about to sing over someone else, but other than that things went pretty smoothly. Strike was fast and the cast dinner at the Crazy Crab was very tasty—hats off to SCRC and The Haskells. It was good to see the family this weekend, but I’m looking forward to getting home (and seeing more family on the way).

Two shows: the matinee was mostly full and the evening show was sold out. I’d say the afternoon crowd was more raucous but both were good audiences. There was a hot repatch during the first show where the nuke lights came on early for a short while just as I was introducing a number in Act II. In the evening show Deb made a verse of “Irish Ballad” just one lyric repeated over and over again: “She cut her baby brother in two, (rickety-tickety-tin), she cut her baby brother in two, she cut her baby brother in two, and served him up as an Irish stew, and invited the neighbors in.” Hmm. That was interesting.

Just because I don’t smile doesn’t mean I’m not happy.

Another great crowd tonight: they rivaled if not surpassed Tuesday night’s crowd. The gunshot light cues were early again tonight. Chip reported that he thought a circuit was out again on the strip lights, will check before tomorrow’s matinee.

Western religions, insomuch as they are understood in literal and/or rigidly dogmatic terms, are comfort systems designed to answer the unexplainable and to self-promulgate. Idolatry of a singular omnipotent deity demonstrates prepubertal cognitive and analytical development in favor of deferential behavior to an external higher power rather than one’s own self, self-worth, or internal truths. Conflict between these external directives and internal instincts, when not sociopathic in nature, leads to unnecessary and unproductive angst and guilt which could be remedied by adopting an outlook synchronous to the extent of one’s own self-awareness.

Full house again tonight, although they were one of the quietest crowds we’ve had so far. I’ll just prefer to think of them as having intently listened. The cast had a funky energy tonight. They stayed up very late the night before partying, and they were possibly a little low because of it.

Another full house tonight. They weren’t as loud as last night but they did enjoy the show—a good crowd overall. Deb skipped more than half of the first verse in “Wernher Von Braun,” she said the pages stuck together and she panicked. Also the martini glass broke on the stem when I set it down on the prop table US of the piano. More noise from backstage—props clunking and people talking/whispering—but I don’t remember exactly when.