Last few hours of being on antibiotics after having strep throat. Tonight: alcohol. (and singing and dancing and revelry)
It's amazing how pleasant it is to have a pretty snafu-free show after the mess that was two days ago for the magic show. We had our main curtain come off of it's traveler right before a show (making it not move automatically) and then after getting that fixed in time, the video patch for the video camera was messed up - and half the show requires the camera.
Once our troubleshooting was unsuccessful (we of course, didn't know right away that it was the patch), we came up with a back-up plan, but all of this made the show start 40 minutes late. And we didn't rehearse the changes to the show order, so both performances had some less than magical moments. Yuk.
Also, the giant talking couch that is in the Monday show looks like he had a stroke. One of his corneas came detached, and hanging down, so when his eyes open he was one good blue eye and one blank white one. Repairing this is proving more difficult than expected.
So I partied last night (without alcohol). Closed the piano bar. Closed the disco. Tried to brave the high winds and gusts of salt water at the front of the ship. Hit the sack at 4:30am.
It was only the second time that the boat was rocking pretty heavily since I've been here. Pretty good in 7 weeks!
Love and tempests,
Jme
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