Horsies!

A couple days ago I went riding again with Nick, Ed and Zach. I'm trying to take advantage of the horsies here. I get to go for free as much as I want. Shooter and I got along pretty well. I think I figured out how to make my mind known to him unlike when I was riding Boon last time and he just followed the horse in front of us. Boon also had his ears back the whole time which I assume is the horse version of a sour expression. I assume that (just like with every animal) Shooter was more comfortable because I was more comfortable and in control. I'm riding again today with the costume intern Hannah. Speaking of Hannah, the costume room and band dressing room are next door to each other and there is a foot between the walls and the ceiling. Hannah and I yell things to each other and generally act like children. Last night I caught her singing tunelessly "I'm stitching, stitching. Oh I'm stitching..." She was, in fact, stitching. It was pretty adorable.

Last night in the show we had a screw-up that ended fine, but caused severe terror on my part. Near the beginning of the show I walk down to what they call the "cookie" and I have heard called the tongue in other theaters. It's the little half circle of stage sticking out towards the audience in the middle. I walk down there and play a big solo then wave and run back to the band shack. Marc set me up for the solo a measure early and since usually I am the one that does things like that I just went with him. Then half the band was playing a measure behind the other half and I was 40 feet away from my band and four away from the audience. For a minute I had to just stop playing a look back to try to figure out where we were. Marc does a great impression of me turning to give him a look of slack jawed terror then just going back to playing. It all came out okay though.

Another one of the car show