our last show was tonight. there are things about it i’ll miss, but mostly i’m going to be glad to have free evenings once again. also, i want to get to bed earlier.
surely you have more goals in life than that, miss smith.
things went very well tonight, as they did last night, and the crowds were huge. tonight a guy with a scraggly beard sat in the front row, and i noticed that during our final number, he was singing along. he was incredibly enthusiastic, and when we were done bowing, he lept to his feet.
there was talk of a cast reunion and a viewing of the video of the show, but i feel this won’t happen. this same kind of talk occurred for the last play, “you can’t take it with you,” and i’ve given up on that happening. it’s ok, though.
i’m going to post some more photos of the play pretty soon.
i will miss driving to and from new salem with erica and bev. i don’t normally have an extended period of talking to other women like that. tonight driving home, erica talked about a fellow who is in need of a lot of help, in her opinion. she said he really needs somebody to take care of him. i said, “don’t we all?” and the thing is, on one hand, christine says she wants to be completely self-sufficient and doesn’t want to have to rely on anybody for anything, and i think that’s a very fine thing to aspire to, and i do think i achieve that a little bit, anyway.
but on the other hand, don’t we all need somebody to care for us? maybe we don’t really need it, but it would be nice, just like it’s nice to care for another person. because if we’re talking about what’s really, truly important in life, in the living every day, the breathing in and out, the getting up and doing stuff each and every livelong day and going to sleep at night – isn’t it more nice to do all this stuff with the feeling that somebody cares for you? and that you have somebody to care about.
not to get maudlin and/or philosophical on you here late sunday night, as i wonder why i don’t just go to sleep already.
i wrote my account on camping, and i printed it out and am taking it around to places tomorrow. but i’ve decided i should also post this writing online, because i know there are people in other places who would like to read them. i’ll get right on that.
here’s one thing i didn’t get to include in the flyer, because it was getting too long – we stopped at a little store up the road from lake sangchris, where we were camping. the sign out front said “live bait” and “have ice cream,” so we figured we’d better have ice cream.
the store was very minimalist, and taped to the glass counter was a list of the different kinds of live bait. how does one make a living selling bait, that’s my question.
we bought bottles of iced tea and a couple of hostess ding dongs, but when we opened the tea, it was very bland. i looked at the date – it had expired in march. the ding dongs expired in may, but they weren’t too bad, because of all the chemicals they put into them to keep them delicious.
the next day we went to the establishment across the street, because we’d run out of food and needed lunch before departing. this place looked more promising, larger, with a bigger sign.
inside, there were piles of odd things, i wish i could remember even one of them. the food section included a few random bags of chips, some hot dog buns, and some very dusty-looking syrup. there were several other items, all of them looking like they’d been there a very long time. but no sandwiches or even bread. well, except for the hot dog buns; i guess we could have bought them along with some ketchup and had ketchup sandwiches.
we got a couple of sodas after checking the dates on them – they had a few more hours before they’d expire.
when we left, i noticed a sign on the door that read “sale on out of date soda.”
strange place, that corner of the world.
i think one of the random things for sale was something somebody had crocheted. is that how you spell that?
must sleep. i hope your week is fun-filled, action-packed, and involves at least one nap.
ok then,
grace continuing along as best as possible, which is all one can really hope for.