Dear Stewart,

From the "things I learned this weekend" file:

I can be an immature little pest. I'm working on it, though. I mean, I'm almost 40 years old. I should be able to figure this out on my own.

This is not related to you or my "work" here!

When are you coming to the theatre? We'd love to see you. On Saturday, May 8th I did some lame "live blogging" for my other blog, where I tend to avoid talking about you too much. That blog is dedicated (mostly) to reality; I try to keep the fantasy over here. Separate. Segregated. Clearly I was thinking about you. Were you thinking about me?

Love you,
Irene

Saturday, May 8, 2010
Live Blogging, sort of

The following (or previous, depending on how you like your time line) posts were written between the hours of 7:00 p.m. and 10 p.m., during the few moments of "down time" I have during the show "The Marriage of Figaro" at City Garage Theatre in Santa Monica.

Lest you think I don't take my tech duties seriously, well, you can just dispense with that kind of thinking, because I take those duties very, very seriously.

Anyway, I suppose that by combining my fantasies about Stewart Copeland with the theater stuff means that these posts would've made more sense if I'd posted them over here, but that kind of thing would've take a bit more planning than I was capable of.

I had fun tonight, it was a great show, I had three friends in the audience, and yes, I was all alone in the booth. I swear.

at 11:59 PM

Did I mention that THE MARRIAGE OF FIGARO at City Garage Theatre is an LA Times Critic's Choice? Perhaps your mom would like to see a show tomorrow? Sundays are "pay-what-you-can." Box office opens at 4:30. Who knows? It might be me selling you your ticket!

at 9:55 PM

I unfortunately had to spend the first ten five minutes of the second set of 20 minutes in the restroom. Stewart, I swear, come to the theatre and I promise to charm you silently while you enjoy the show. Wait, is that really what I meant to say--

at 9:48 PM

I love the part where Dr Bartholo calls the word "and" a "copulative conjunction." I suspect he does too.

at 9:39 PM
I just made $2 in tips selling refreshments during intermission. Note to self: next time I work the bar during intermission, wear a lower cut shirt. Or bring Stewart Copeland.

at 9:35 PM
We're in the midst of the first 20 minute stretch of the show where I get to just watch. It's conceivable that were he here, Stewart and I would be engaging in a nice quiet game of "Go Fish," or perhaps a little iPhone pass-and-play Scrabble...

at 8:57 PM
That line about being "too busy" for Stewart Copeland was just bluster. The LA Times "Critic's Choice" THE MARRIAGE OF FIGARO starts in 30 minutes. Tickets are still available.

at 7:34 PM
I'm box office AND booth personnel tonight! What's that? You'd like a soda? Certainly!

Stewart Copeland better not come to City Garage tonight, as I will be much too busy to make what could only be called idiotic conversation (my side, naturally) with him.

On the other hand, there are at least two separate sections of show where I have a good 20 minutes of "free time"... the view of the stage from the booth isn't that great but I guarantee I could keep him, well, let's just say "entertained."