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And I'm not as nice as you might think.

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For my American friends, I understand it's some sort of holiday. I do hope you enjoy it. As for me, I'm between meetings and quickly downing a cup of very strong, very hot coffee.

Do remember, though, in the War of 1812, we sent you packing.

God, I love that line.

So a nice quiet night. Reading some scripts, Martha's feet in my lap as she reads her own things.

Doesn't mean it was a quiet afternoon, however.

I did take two weeks off at the end of the year. I even extended it a few days into the new year ( Read more... )

I enjoy it when people are here. There's talking, discussions, much raucous laughter and the sound of a house full of people. George and Teri are here, in case you were wondering from where these thoughts came. It's been a good visit but I've been rather busy. Filming starts again in about a week and I preparing that while working on ( Read more... )

We're about to start filming again. As always with Slings, I've re-read the Shakespeare play we'll be doing. I've learned my lines.

Well, mostly. *grins* I'm doing better than Martha, though.

Additionally, I've been re-reading The Prophet by Gibran. Two sections made me think this time, in different ways. In speaking of friendship, the ( Read more... )

( Two years )

As an unperfect actor on the stage ( Read more... )

I'm a little peeved about something so...I'm going to do a poll. Now, bear with me, because this is my first time ( Read more... )