Showing posts with label Six Degrees of Separation. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Six Degrees of Separation. Show all posts

Friday, June 7, 2013

Say What??

It's hell week/opening weekend, kittens, which means I'm tired as all fuck.  The posts are going to slow down a bit as I open this wonderful, beautiful, surprisingly difficult, 90-minute show.  In the mean time, here are some lovely out-of-context quotations we like to call "Overheard at Rehearsal."

  • "I'm not gonna tap dance for you!"
  • "I think this might be a little 'Mrs. Garrett.'"
  • "Do you think we're going to extend?"
    • "Most of the audience will be filled with little old ladies hoping to see the nudity."
    • "I'm not going to be naked."
    • "I thought you were going to be naked?  I was promised nudity!"
    • "He's just wearing shorts; Paul is going to be naked."
    • "Speaking of extensions..."
  •  "Can we fold the napkins differently?  Unless, of course, it's offensive to your delicate sensibilities."
  • Director:  "Is it really 10:28?  That can't be right."
    • Me:  "Well, you talk a lot."
  • "'Mensch' was yesterday's word of the day." 
  • "The higher the hair, the closer to God!"
  • "If you have to cough, just take a drink of water and let it drop through your balls.

And, of course, one last one from my Unit just this morning, words of wisdom for us all:

"Don't go to work with your hair like that.  You'll be fired."