I think, in order to boost morale, we should have silly face day. If you don’t wear a silly face all day, you have to spend ten minutes in the basement playing the Oujia board. All in favor?

After watching Eliza Jane Schneider’s Freedom of Speech, I am reminded of the power a single person can have.  Normally actors are given roles, given lines, and given blocking and must create within these confines.  With a one person show, however, there are no set givens.  The creation is intensely personal and the individual investment is great. I admire the actors that have things to say, and take the time (15 years, imagine!) to mold and sculpt the work into a show that we can all then appreciate.

Well, I think I learned how Shakespeare actors from the 16th century felt when performing for Groundlings. JL Mann students kept us on our toes with their commentary, flash photography, and cheers and jeers. I actually kinda enjoyed it; it made us all have to focus that much harder.  And I’d rather have a lively (that’s one way to put it) crowd than a silent one.  And at least I remembered to put my hand upon my cheek. On lusty gentlemen!

Yes, I have posted my first blog! Yahoo! The J’s are busy little bees with the Wooden O and rehearsals for Reckless.  So far, Reckless has been the most hiLARious rehearsals I’ve ever been a part of. Basically, Lloyd is the part Ryd was destined to play. "WHAT?! I can’t hear you!" In additional news, the Warehouse has a new Journeyman daycare, a quiet place where tired Journeymen may rest their weary heads and snore in private. On tonight’s agenda, a line-thru of R+J. Note to self: It puts the hand upon its cheek or else it gets the hose again!