Monky with the Fiddler

Business never stops, except to balance the books in ones favor or to take a lunch break. So it goes with the shows. Last night I began my Monky Biz rehearsals. Fiddler ends this weekend, so I'm going full swing into Monky Biz to make it great. Just copied my script from the xerox and am franticlly working on highlighting my lines for rehearsal. I blew up the script for note taking.

As days go, it's hot outside but a breezy 76 in le banc. Milks is in Bath visiting a pool of natural warm water. Sounds like a day. She rode the double decker bus around town and is looking forward to both Stonehedge and Jane Austin's Library. Sounds like a day filled with culture.

Tonight, a bit of cleaning, a bit of singing, a bit of eating (spinach, garlic, and mushroom pizza!) a shower, and a movie. Need to get going on the cleaning. Mother doesn't like a dirty house.

For those who read and are not with us, thanks for visiting the show. It was a pleasure to perform for you!