It was an interesting day today.
A penguin tried, repeatedly, to bite me in the ass. Elvis is molting, he's grouchy, and he was very unhappy that I was in the exhibit. So, when I sat down to give out fish to the other penguins (molting penguins rarely eat), he tried to bite me through the rubber overalls. He was quite persistent until the trainer told me to push him away.
In stage news... well. Thirty-two days to curtain. I have only seen three of the seven fight-phases I need to have memorized by curtain. I am still learning the basics; I simultaneously must learn to walk, dance, and run a marathon all within this time. I will be committing myself to more practice time; it's all I can do. Practice and re-reading the choreography until I have it memorized perfectly. (Anyone who has tricks for memorization, now would be a lovely time to offer them.)
In stage news... well. Thirty-two days to curtain. I have only seen three of the seven fight-phases I need to have memorized by curtain. I am still learning the basics; I simultaneously must learn to walk, dance, and run a marathon all within this time. I will be committing myself to more practice time; it's all I can do. Practice and re-reading the choreography until I have it memorized perfectly. (Anyone who has tricks for memorization, now would be a lovely time to offer them.)