...annnnnnnnnnd Scene.

[c9]

Well, that's that. Popcorn Plays V went smashingly, and hopefully profitably (the audience was smaller than the January One Acts) so as to assist in the theatre rebuild effort. A timeline:

1835 - depart Kitchener for St Jacobs, having printed out a bunch of pictures to give away.
1900 - arrive just in the nick of time* to not be late.
2007 - show starts
2235 - show finishes
2310 - theatre has been cleared, set disassembled and loaded into vehicles, stage swept, cookies rescued
2350 - all our stuff has beebn unloaded at Princess Street, our half-rebuilt theatre
0000 - arrive at robsgoatfarm's for cast party**
0025 - visit the torn-to-shit half-renovated 24-hour Sobeys*** to buy some mix and cups, since I was DD and DiDn't want water.
0215 - get asked for a previously-promised drive home for a fellow cast member, so we start saying goodbyes
0235 - rescue the mix, since it clearly was not getting any attention
0240 - actually get out the door
0310 - arrive home
0330 - climb into bed, pass out
0945 - wake up for some reason
1030 - make ManuMuffins for breakfast
1120 - plot how to get a Chiller without making a trip just for the Chiller

Pictures to come soon!****


* I feel this urge to be early, extra helpful, and "also part of the crew whenever I can" with KWLT, not sure why. I don't mind it, so I don't question it. But arriving just at 7 felt late. Very late.

** These always seemed to be called cast parties in my history, but they are never just cast. End-of-show Parties?

*** There is nothing so spooky and so "Look at me, I'm breaking a law or something" as shopping inside a construction site after midnight. Other than, I suppose, actually breaking the law.

**** Where soon != daylight hours on east coast. I lied, they're up.