Live Performances...

Well, you never know what will happen with live performances...

We had our show this last weekend, and for the most part things went very smoothly. The pieces I was in were pretty polar opposites. One carried heavier overtones about death/the passing and the beauty that is there like the beauty of the wind, and the other was about the crazy wierd things people do while talking on their cell phones.

But no matter how much you plan, practice, or anticipate, some variables seem to remain uncounted for... Like the wasps in the theatre? We'd seen them around, but as I was getting ready to exit during one of the numbers I see a small fiercesome being walking around the stage space where a whole bunch of barefoot people are about to come barrelling out to the William Tell Overture. So, like any logical thinker, I decided we'd better get the wasp out of the way so no one gets hurt. I didn't want to kick it, so staying in character I bent down and picked it up by the wings and finished my little section and carried it off stage. About that point the realistic side of my brain kicks in and screams, "YOU JUST PICKED UP A LIVE WASP!" And I begin thinking, "My mother is REALLY allergic to wasps. Am I allergic to wasps? She swells up for days..." It's amazing what goes through your head in a few seconds. One of the backstage girls in shoes kindly took care of him for me. A big shout out to these behind the scenes people as well- shows take a ton of work (Katey vouches for this one) and the work is much appreciated.