…does? We went out for the first real time after a rehearsal, at least that I know of. Pizza house called my name not once this week, not twice, not three times, but… oh, it was three times actually. Or five, but it doesn’t really matter how many times it was, now does it? Wow, so it was pizza house for a great cast get-together post rehearsal extravaganza. We had 15 and they had big tables to accommodate. There was a boy named Ryan to serve us and he did a fine job. Thank you. Minus the exploding glass.
It wasn’t exactly an explosion, but the result of hot glass, cold beverage? No comped alcohol for sam as repayment was unfortunate, but I suppose understandable for the type of restaurant. Sam raised the glass, not to toast, but to drink. The bottom of the glass fell off and liquid – icy, cold liquid – flowed viciously across the table and onto Sam’s, well… He asked for a towel. And a whiskey I believe.
We had a great time, being that loud and annoying group of people who like each other and care little for the comfort of the people around them. Additionally, there was a show on one of the large distractavisions hanging in the corner of the restaurant that was showing 100 crazy ass bloopers that hurt like hell. It probably wasn’t named that, but at least something close. It was distracting and wonderfully horrible to watch.
This was after the first half of our first act run. Thursday was the first time we had the “full” cast and the artistic crew together to start our hard work on combining everything. All in all, we got through a little more than the first act – just past the first midnight. (You would think considering there are three midnights that it wouldn’t be halfway. Eh, prologue!) We moved through the music pretty well, with only a couple bumps, especially considering the complexity of the show.
The second half of the act was Sunday. We went out after that too. Almost to Pizza House. Ha. Café Habana was the goal to celebrate Kat’s birthday. Unfortunately, the shut down the food at 10:00 pm and we had nice princes to sing after rehearsal that kept the princess, the to-be-mother and myself to almost that time. ABC, (arbor brewing company), was the destination for the hungry and then the thirsty who had already spent some time in cuba came and joined us later. We drove out a nice old couple of the back area where we were sitting. It seems that our outings have this theme to them.
The second half of the act was also good. It’s impressive to see a slight level of polish to the show on the first “run”. Obviously, it’s reassuring that we’re not opening right now, considering we haven’t even blocked most of the second act yet, but the first act feels like a show unto itself. It feels good to know we’re moving along and I think we’re all feelings increasingly encouraged by the process. Into the woods!