peewee assault

Today I was hit by a child.  Not really hit, but rather good-natured-ly shoved by one of my assistant director's little brothers who is not actually in the show (nor did he audition).  He's a super cute kid with a really wonderful sense of humor, but i guess my Sam Blain inspired point accompanied by a sentence starting with "Listen" did not go over well.

Our audition was CRAZY.  I see why people have said the kids here are bonkers.  A good half of them are.  But there were also 100 kids at the audition...so the crazies did not get cast.  Well they aren't in the main cast anyway, though this is another pre-show chorus week (will they ever end?)  Only this chorus has fifteen more kids in it than the last.  My happy thoughts are with the director.

The kids we did cast are rockin' though.  The merpeople are all super smart and good at figuring things out for themselves.  I added some fun stuff for them.  Hopefully my bosses will like it, since someone will actually be out to see us this week!

I am still obsessed with my homestay.  I am seriously going to photograph my bedroom and bathroom and twenty years from now when I am rich and famous and building my own house, I will have my master suite built as an exact replica.