Sonya and I are going to get a few print copies of the Dig to frame and put up around the house, as one does when one is featured so nicely in a print publication, but I love the web version for one reason: it features a glorious bit of juxtaposition what with the article's image being of me playing the Jailer (Sonya: "You look very attentive!" Me: "Am I acting and reacting? That's what I'm supposed to do!") and the background image being some man in bed, from another story entirely, who appears to be balancing a glass of liquor on his bare gut. Thanks to the magic of Web2.0 I appear to be staring disapprovingly at him as if to say "Oh man, if you spill that, we're never getting the smell out of the sheets." I haven't read the story with which he is associated; it's probably the cover story and I should probably read it. But you should read our story first, because it's rare that a fledgling theatre company venturing out on a shoestring gets this kind of nice coverage. But maybe, just maybe, and I truly believe this with all the believing I got, we've just got a damn good show what deserves nice coverage and then some.
We go up tomorrow at 7:30 pm in the first of four more performances, and then four the weekend after. It is a damn good show. I am so proud of it and every nice word it earns.
