and some of us live downbog left.
Sadly, this is pretty much how my one and only shot at Shakespeare on stage went. Thanks ever so much for stacking those old sawhorses right behind the curtain I was supposed to run through at the end of my scene, fellas. Twenty years down the road, I don't still find myself remembering that mortifying and painful few seconds every few weeks.
Oddly, your post reminds me of these lines from an old Jethro Tull song:
Well, do you ever get the feeling
That the story's too damn real
And in the present tense?
Or that everybody's on the stage
And it seems like you're the only person
Sitting in the audience?
Posted by: Tom | Thursday, September 25, 2014 at 11:04 AM