The Quick and the Light on Their Feet

My blog will be silent for the next few days as I go into the weekend.

Saturday morning, if I can find parking, I will join friends and friends of friends on a University Avenue balcony to watch the Pride Parade go by. I'll be competing with about 150 THOUSAND drivers for a spot in a designated shuttle area (appropriately along Park Boulevard) and hoping the walk back to my car will not be too difficult after I've meandered down 5th Avenue, long after the shuttle stops running, to the coffee house where the 24-hour clock will begin ticking for Instant Theatre.

All of Sunday will be given to memorizing freshly-written lines and rehearsing for two off-book performances that night.

On Monday, I'll return to the doctor's office to pick up papers requesting outpatient tests from another facility. Yes, I've finally heard from Dr. AWOL, and the news wasn't all I'd hoped. However, I'm always up for a yummy cup o' radioactive barium and a good CT Scan! WHEE!

But if a tabby and a labrador start sniffing me over, I'm not paying one cent more!