to be just about as much as we need to pay for new swag (T-shirts! “Breakneck Julius Caesar” mugs!), conferences with teachers who still need to be introduced to these shows (if we hit our goal, I’ll be able to attend the January Modern Language Association National Conference in NYC), and general operating expenses that have lately accumulated on my credit card…!
|My booth at the |
Educational Theatre Association Conference
|Crossing the hills of Eastern Tennessee|
|Catching the brilliant Roy Zimmerman!|
|The view along Interstate 91 in Connecticut|
|Saville Dam in Connecticut|
|Rainbow in Monmouth, Illinois|
|Nice Poster! Thanks Monmouth!|
I had a quick week of down-time before racing off to yet one more show at Monmouth College (which would be the fourth time for this ongoing tour). This time they were bringing me back for a workshop and a performance of Breakneck Julius Caesar.
|More of the Georgia resort|
Finally, heading south, out of Tennessee, through North Carolina and into Georgia for my first-ever show at Young Harris College. Again, it was Breakneck Hamlet, this time for another very small audience (in a very large theatre), but this time my cousin Patti, who had never before seen me in performance, in the audience, which kept me that much more on my toes.
|Moliere in Oklahoma|
|Posing with Klaws at U-Northern Colorado|
Continuing my lap of the country, I pushed myself on west to Greeley, Colorado at Northern Colorado University. Yet again it was Moliere than Thou, and I finally got to meet up with Michael White, a playwright who’s show (Murder in the Men’s Store) I’d produced over 20 years prior. (My voice, at this point, barely holding together.)
|Me and Cousin George in Georgetown!|
|The slightly enhanced view from Oriental, NC|
|The Marquee at the theatre in Oriental, NC|
I was now working on the final fumes of my voice, driving on east through Greenville, South Carolina, dropping in on Hollyi Hall, an old friend from the South Carolina Misanthrope production (now almost ten years past) and visiting my artist-buddy, David Jensen in Raleigh, before proceeding farther east than I thought North Carolina quite went for a show in the town, Oriental, a small fishing/shrimping/crabbing/tourist town just this side of the Atlantic Ocean.
|Tim and Isaac, together again|
|The seven-day beard|