Opening day, here at ACT Theatre. You'd think we'd get tired of these, but I doubt I ever will. Rather, I hope I never will.
Everything is ready. Last preview last night went very well indeed, and we have a work call today to tighten a few light cues. I'm taking most of the day off to ensure that every last part of the outline is sharpened.
And now, apropos of nothing at all and courtesy of Ray, read the horrendous poetry of Michael Madsen, if you dare.
Hope all your opening days are kicking ass and taking names.