all the hard work is rewarded...

So this is the 3 plays in one week week.  Close one play, open another, and start rehearsing a third.  Going okay so far, but Saturday is the real test.  Haven't seen any of my friends in weeks, still haven't read a book since January, will have done 4 plays in 6 months by the end of June, blahdeblahblah.  I'm enjoying myself, really, I just need a break.  And, apparently, a reward.

So my friend Jason IMs me on Facebook one night (yes, we are so too old for both that verb and that proper noun) and says I'm going to hate him even more than I already do (because he got to see Kids in the Hall (I, of course was performing for their MN show and will be for their Green Bay show) and won't stop talking about how ingenious it was), because he might be going to see Tom Waits in Phoenix. (How's that for a sentence to kick off your day?)

Tom Waits? touring? Tom Waits, the number one musician alive that I want to see perform?  Tom Waits, the genius?  Tom Waits, the American treasure?

I looked up the Phoenix date, found out I was performing, and told Jason not to utter another word, written or otherwise, about it.

But I couldn't let it go.  The tour begins June 17th and ends July 5th, hitting some of the most unlikely cities in the country, and with the possible exceptions of Phoenix (gag), St. Louis (not a fan), and Columbus (why not Indiana, then?), all in the South.  Why?  Tom explains all here:

So I'm going to Atlanta on July 5.  It's really the only city on the tour I have any interest in, I can leave the 4th without using a vacation day, I get to see the final show of the tour, and I am so excited.  Really, it's fate.  I was chillin' with Tom Waits in a dream a week or so back.  Just, y'know, chillin.  I never dream about famous people.  Years ago James Woods made an appearance (naturally), and I think Adrien Brodie may have stopped by, but he's the sexiest man alive, so that's to be expected. 
It hit me yesterday that I might have actually dreamed about Tom on May 5, the day he announced his tour, unbeknownst to me.  The guys at work didn't believe me, so I went back through my facebook feed and found:

Zoe bought the Hook of the Pirate for their Greenbit.

12:19am

Click here to see Zoe's Hook of the Pirate.

May 9

4:43pm

 Zoe bought the Wizard's Hat for their Greenbit.

4:39pm

Click here to see Zoe's Wizard's Hat.

 Zoe wrote on Mona Bliss's wall.

9:35am

May 8

 Zoe bought the Blue Shades for their Greenbit.

8:33pm

Click here to see Zoe's Blue Shades.

 Zoe wrote on Mo Perry's wall.

6:52pm

 Zoe wrote on the wall for the event Jesus: The Lost Years.

6:50pm

 

May 6

 

Zoe is chillin with Tom Waits in her dreams. How long until bedtime?

9:57am

May 5

 Zoe memorized a play in a week.

Yep.  I entered that on May 6th.  It was either the day or 2 days after the dream, so either I psychically anticipated his announcement or psychically received its transmission.  Meant to be.
I bought 2 tickets (first row of the balcony, thank you).  Steph might be able to make it, but that's not definite.  I ought to be able to round up somebody.
I never do things like this.  Quite pleased with myself, actually.  Spread the love y'all.

12:30pm

Comments

[Caitlin]

Good girl. Lucky girl! I miss seeing you, but I'm going to make it to a show at the History Theater--in love with the script.