Sunday, September 26, 2021

It's mine now.

 The final performance at First Presbyterian Theater of "The Wolves" was a matinee held this afternoon.  Including all of the dress rehearsals through today, I was there for eleven performances, working the sound board.  Pushing the GO button on the computer to start the music at each cue and then pushing the FADE button when it was time for the music to end.  It was a little more complicated than that, but not too much.  I also blew the referee's whistle seven times during the play, and if I do say so, I blew it very well.  In fact several people (all friends or relatives) told me that I blew it very well.  It's the only musical instrument I can play.  The really good news is that, as a souvenir, I was allowed to bring the whistle home with me.  What a lovely memento, but I probably shouldn't blow it inside.  These apartments are very well soundproofed but still.  In fact, right now I can't think of any good place to blow my whistle.  Maybe I'll keep it with me and blow it at the next crazy scooter rider I almost hit downtown. I'm not sure why they don't think traffic laws apply to them.  

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