Its hard to imagine a show worse than the one I described at the Jewish Yeshiva. According to Allan however, the last show we did on Friday was just that.
Picture this:
Instead of a Jewish School, we were in a Drug Rehabilitation Center...in Provo.
Instead of the 5-8th graders we were used to, these were high school kids.
Instead of rambunctious behavior and yelling...dead silence.
You can also picture me laughing in my little corner.
I feel that since I'm back in Utah and no longer traveling around, that there really isn't anything to post about anymore. I might not be going to new and interesting locations every day, but at least my job is never boring.
Sunday, March 22, 2009
Monday, March 16, 2009
Wyoming?
It had been a whole week since I'd crossed a state line so I was getting stir crazy. Really? No.
Elise needed to go to Jackson Hole to audition for a theatre up there, but she didn't want to go alone. There is just no denying it...I am a REALLY good friend.
Our night consisted of auditioning for Grease (I was a great Danny, but the Director didn't see my full potential because I was caught off guard), eating a burger that took 5 years to cook, then falling asleep in front of a huge tv in a mansion before heading to bed.
On the way home we saw this.
If I had the choice, ya...I'd probably do it again.
Elise needed to go to Jackson Hole to audition for a theatre up there, but she didn't want to go alone. There is just no denying it...I am a REALLY good friend.
Our night consisted of auditioning for Grease (I was a great Danny, but the Director didn't see my full potential because I was caught off guard), eating a burger that took 5 years to cook, then falling asleep in front of a huge tv in a mansion before heading to bed.
On the way home we saw this.
If I had the choice, ya...I'd probably do it again.
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