16 October 2021

Stef had left a voice mail. I returned, per directions, the call somewhat quickly after receiving, getting her voice mail.

As expected, my phone rang during my viewing of "Beetlejuice" at the local indy theater. Expected, as once I felt the vibrations, I was a b-line to the door. I also had to go to the bathroom, which made it a double whammy of a trip. Shame that I missed the fabulouse "Day-O" sequence in the film.

She offered the "Mrs. Armstrong" part. Having not read the whole script of "Best Christmas Pageant Ever", my unawareness perked my interest. They want the now "Mr. Armstrong" to be "extra" and central comedic. The Roll is some old biddy fat church lady who broke her leg, and is unable to direct the annual Christmas Pageant" for the 1000th time because she broke her leg. She's bossy, gossipy, and kind of a bitch. If you ask me, I was type casted. The nerve!

The last time I was in a theatre production was circa 1995. The Community theatre debacle of 2011 (?)doesn't really count as that barely made it to the stage. Although I'm at a lost at how exactly I got involved with that mess.

Auditions were on Tuesday. I canceled my yoga class with Doug, because of that you only live once sort of a deal. Nothing ventured, nothing gained. Agree'd agreed. I thought it went o.k. It was cute, I recognized much later that that stage manager and I know each other. The director seemed excited for the fresh meat, and its been very professional and this will be good.

A chance to break out of my social circle, meet new people and get involved with the rochester community.

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