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or something. bought my first car a few weeks ago - had my first accident last night. divine justice.

ran a green light and payed the price. silly me.

lessons to be learned (beyond the obvious jesus bit):

• when the cop says “the tow truck is on it’s way - you can go now” what he means is - “find someone with a tow-strap quick, you moron - they’re going to drain your pitzy bank account so fast you’ll think it’s the rapture.” there wasn’t a translator on hand. i left. (charged me two days storage (in well under 24 hours) and an extra fine for sweeping the intersection)
• when the insurance company says you are covered - they mean unless you aren’t. and a hit-and-run motorist is very different from an uninsured motorist, because, you see, he could be insured.
• when the light is green you are in grave danger of being side-swiped by a big-ass Ford or Chevy with a shiny new paint job. them’s is the real pimp new wheels.
• jesus want’s me to drive a jeep. who would have thought?

i live at new world arts, though i can occasionally be found working, eating or sleeping at other places.

danny and the deep blue sea opens in two weeks. it clicked the other day and if we weren’t an a three day hiatus from it, we’d be on a roll. (i’m sure we will be when we come back, but it’s hard to take a break right when you hit the real thing). we’re doing some exciting things, and it looks like we may even have the gold mine pickers working with us (still up in the air a bit). very very sweet. i’m riding the wave on that one.

fear/falling has been filling in the cracks at this point. a rehearsal here and there when we can’t be rehearsing for danny/deep. it’s a harder way to work, and i’ll be glad to focus in on it one danny opens.

every show i work on hits an awkward stage around adolecence. struggles with it’s sexuality and trips over itself. it’s voice breaks and we’re all a bit embarassed for it. but it seems to be the same wise and simple piece of advice from Michelle that always helps me find my way through it. it’s a piece of advice she credits her actor training for.

“stop trying. you don’t have to do anything.”

oh yeah. we have this idea as actors and directors that it should be hard work - that we need to do more for it to be good - but often the opposite is true.

i’m looking forward to walking into tomorrow’s fear/falling rehearsal with renewed sense of simplicity. i may also set my backpack page to send me a reminder in mid-january - in the middle of rehearsals for Limonade Tous Les Jours - to stop trying. I know I’ll need to hear it.