Probably the worst thing for David about my theater habit is my tendency to repeat to him the things said to me at rehearsal that I find interesting. It's sort of like listening to a teenager incessently quote her boyfriend, only I'm incessantly quoting *to* my boyfriend. I think you can track the shows I did over the last year just by following the trail of names that preceeded the word "said":
Jeff said....
Ted said....
Dave said....
Ali said....
Josh said....
Jill said....
Ira said....
Judie said....
Eileen said....
et. cet. er. a.
This month David is living in the world of "Craig said." Spare a thought for the poor man.
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