the big shoe great show today. anil didn't show up, he's been sick, so i read
through the abayomi letter.. sorta stumbled through it.

the great moment in the show today was when i realized that i was
reading from the WRONG fucking script and surreptitiously opened the
correct script. i also noticed that the power strip for the projector
computer hadn't been switched on and, not knowing when the thing was
going to die, leaned over and switched it on.

great show, though, despite my fuck-ups. now that we know what we're
saying, we can play. and we are. there's a nice moment after one of
victor's great speeches, where i look over at him, impressed, and he
acknowledges it. it's a good little bit.

provenz' gave me some great stuff to do which helps me connect with
the audience, too. stand-up comics know this shit.

last night, i saw a duo called "flight of the conchords". it is two
guys from new zealand singing funny songs. it's so much more than
that. they are fucking great. soft spoken and understated with really
amazing takes on things. they are what that fucking crap known as
tenacious d. wishes it was. it's tenacious d. with cleverness,
subtlety, brains and joy. man, they're great.

i finally figured out (JE SUIS FUCKING AMERICAIN) how to dial the u.s.
from a payphone using a phone card. talked to my lovely wife. so nice.
she rules. i miss her.

hi jessie. i love you.

last night, because flight of the conchords were doing an encore, i
arrived at the pc cowboys show literally one minute before they went
on stage and was trying to catch up during the entire show. there is a
song, "mary", which i already have some fucking mental block with,
that i was able to fuck up completely. i managed to miss EACH AND
EVERY change. remarkable and nearly superhuman.

our rep from edcom4 was out today with a bad back. she went to a
chiroquackter. here's hoping they didn't break her neck or cripple
her.

flee, one of the big muckety mucks from edcom4 was there today and saw
the show. glad she got to see it today, as it was a good un.

i realize now that i am in a complete fantasyland. totally
self-focused. i am j-lo.

what i say goes. what i say is right. what i say is true.

i'll be in my trailer when you're ready to apologize.

victor and i took "action shots" of each other and i just sent them
off to the critic from the independent. i got the feeling from talking
to him that the review will be a good one.

it would be really funny if he talked to us all that time afterwards
and had me send him photos just so he could write the most intense pan
in the history of theatrical criticism.

went to see adam bloom last night.he's a brit comic. he expends more
energy than i've ever had. great fun and really fucking funny. one of
those people who are just funny. great take on the "fcuk" phenomenon
and had some great self-deprecating moments regarding past acts of
his. very cool.

that is all.

rock.
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