Well, there goes my Pulitzer.
Jan. 18th, 2010 08:12 amI dreamed I was seeing a play (put on by Berkeley Rep, but in San Francisco for some reason), and the play was amazing, and was obviously going to win all sorts of awards, and I remember all sorts of details surronding the play, but I can't remember the play itself at all! Very frustrating. I do know that it made me think that I had to call my parents at the intermission, and I was so long on the phone that I missed getting back in for the second half, and the house manager was going to let me back in to my seat, but I had to sign a complicated release form. "Can I just stand in the standing room area?" I asked.
A look of horror crossed her face. "Oh, no... you can't do that... it's... it's full... of something..."
"Full of standees?" asked I.
Her eyes grew wide. "Not anymore..." and then more patrons came in late, and she rushed off to attend to them. ( Read more... )
A look of horror crossed her face. "Oh, no... you can't do that... it's... it's full... of something..."
"Full of standees?" asked I.
Her eyes grew wide. "Not anymore..." and then more patrons came in late, and she rushed off to attend to them. ( Read more... )