At least the front page of the Encore! Theatre Company website is updated with Hamlet stuff.

www.bardtix.org

Things finally calm down as of next week. Hamlet goes on the road tomorrow, and we'll be back Sunday night. Wish us luck, 'cause by heaven we're gonna need it.

It's coming together, and I'll put down my thoughts on this more later, but it is a revelation unto itself every time we do it.

That make any sense?

No?

Then go see "Swimfan."

If it does, come back later.

Here's the monkey, Chino.

I'm going to make that phrase catch on. I have spirited many an obscure combination of words into public note. I claim responsibility for the birthing of the phrase "Captain Obvious" in the early 1990s. We should each trademark any new terms we coin, and then we'll discover if someone else got to them first, and if not we should get a quarter every time anyone uses them anywhere. I intend to assign fiscal value to conversational speech!

I'm really f-in' tired. Not fucking tired, just f-in' tired.

Hamlet twice today. I'm raw as a ... thing... that hasn't been cooked.

Sorry Will, your descriptive verbosity has drained me of my own.

Your loves, as mine to you, HAMLET

I'm sorry.

Is anybody still reading this?

I've been away for a while, going mad. We had to open a show on the road with little or no support from the producing company ... which I am the associate artistic director of... so that was tough. People were having breakdowns in rehearsal and stuff because we weren't ready. But we did it. And we'll do it again tonight - Sleepy Hollow, at the Commonwealth Performance Festival.And since Monday we've gone back into Hamlet rehearsals and we're now just trying to pretend we're accomplishing something with them. We all fell a little rudderless, and the main reason I haven't posted to this blog is that I've spent every waking moment with Hamlet either going into my eyes and ear, flying from my lungs, or perhaps entering my mind through osmosis as I fall asleep studying.

So I'm sorry, gentle readers. I will be a more faithful vassal to you. And the funny will return.

"Is it not monstrous that this player here,
But in a fiction, in a dream of passion,
Could force his soul so to his own conceit
That from her working all his visage wann'd,
Tears in his eyes, Distraction in's aspect,
A broken voice, and his whole function suiting with
forms to his conceit? And all for nothing!"

OOOOO Fooortuna....

I keep saying I'll get back on the stick here with the whole blogginess. I will, but right now I can barely breathe for all the stress I have. Our "artistic director" chose this as the best time to take a vacation. What a.... heh... no, no, no...

Learning one show, which opens at the Commonwealth Performance Festival on Thursday. Also having to do everything else for that show.

Also trying to get off book for Hamlet before the 19th, when reheasals pick back up.

So, send me love, send me good thoughts, send me weapons which are untraceable.

Okay, kids, it's serious time.

As Hamlet says, "If you love me, hold not off..."

So... GO SIGN THIS. Sign this and make all your friends sign it. Put the link on your sites. Let's get this out there and do something real about this.

SAVE GREG THE BUNNY

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How to save Greg the Bunny and your other favorite shows: Some homework.

I know, I could be saving the whales, I could be campaigning for starviing children with osteoporosis, I could worry about all the kids in Latin America with no mp3 players. I've chosen my cause, now fight! The people will fight! And so they might, dogs will bark, fleas will bite...etc.

I got a quiz from a friend today, and failed miserably. It was one of those quizzes you can make yourself about whatever you want, though all those I've gotten are about the people who sent them. I always ignored them... until yesterday. I failed so badly, I made one of my own so I can make other people feel that bad. I made mine harder, I think, than YOURS, Waldron. I still failed.

Thus far, one of my friends has scored 1 of 10, another got three, another 5, and another not so amazingly 9. In the future, I think people will use this test to cull people from their lives.

"I'm sorry, Henry, but your lack of diligence in studying for the test about me has convinced me you are no longer worth my time."

WE'RE BACK ONLINE.... The festival is over and the phone is in at the new place, Grant is on vacation and the company needs to book shows! Anybody want to see a Hamlet? It'll be good, I promise!

Today is about meeting with a printer to discuss brochure options and learning a show. I just wanted to post right now because I CAN.

See Signs.

The funny returns in TWO DAYS.