Charmed the pants off those canadians

No, really. Let's be honest, whadd'ya think I was going up there for?

It was a wonderful trip, and we had a great time. With the exception of the excruciatingly long train rides both ways, it was an overwhelmingly pleasant experience. I met the friends and family, saw the city, got to do a little Hair shopping, drank good beer, somehow managed to swing from extremes of middle-aged couple to high-school couple, and - most importantly - got to spend some much needed q.t. with the boy.

It was wonderful. I can't wait until he's back home in this city. Just a few more days!!!!

Oh, and everyone with a pulse MUST see La Vie En Rose. Probably the most incredible performace I have ever beheld. Absolutely stunning.

A couple of highlighted moments from the trip -
1. While sitting in front of a coffee shop in Kensington Market, hiding out from the rain, and very deep in meaningful conversation, a grandfatherly man passes the fruit stand across the street, and lets out the singlemost audible fart I have ever heard. I mean, it damn near propelled him to the end of the block. It was like something out of a movie, and we have decided that it most definitely will be something IN a movie.
2. At same location, a very jolly rasta-man sits down on the bench next to ours, a woman with whom he seems to be vaguely aquainted walks by. The following conversation ensues.
Rastaman: "Hey, haven't seen you in forever!"
Woman: "Wow, yeah its been awhile.
Rastaman: "Where's your dog?"
Woman: "It's dead."
Rastaman: *awkward silence*
The Boy and I: *eyes watering as we try not to laugh*


My God, life is good. Unless of course, you're that woman's deceased pet. In which case, life is probably not good.

Where the hell is my teleporter?

In a mere three hours, I will be up and-at-'em, getting myself out the door and down to penn station so that I can venture to...

THE GREAT WHITE NORTH!!!

That's right, folks. This Arkansas girl is going to show those Canadians what she's made of. (Which, for the record, is 100% pure grain awesome.)

You may be asking yourself how this exciting turn of events came to be. Well, it's quite simple really. Upon wrapping his film down in the Big Easy, I was awakened by a call from the boy, relieved to be finished but proud of what he'd accomplished, and with a one-track mind when it came to what the next course of action would be. That track seems to have entailed the repeating sentence "MUST SEE LAURA IMMEDIATELY," because that's what he proposed we do. So, arrangements were made, strings were pulled, trains were booked, and the next thing you know, I'm off to Toronto in the morning.

This trip seems to be serving several purposes. First, to combat the insanity we were both driving towards not having seen eachother in over a month. Second, and most nervewracking of all, for me to make the aquaintance of his parents. Third, to meet the hometown friends. Fourth, to see what this Canada thing is all about. I expect we'll be eating a lot of maple syrup, whilst being pulled over by a mountie, on our way to hockey practice, to prepare for our match against the niagra ninjas, all the while ending our sentences with, "eh?".

All joking aside, I couldn't be happier about how well life and love are going right now. The twelve hours on the train are going to be torturous, when all I want to do is see him and only him for quite awhile. It sounds like he's got a rather full schedule booked for me, and it all sounds very sweet. More and more I'm seeing sides of him that I didn't know existed. The side that wants to show me off to his friends, the side that wants to take me to see my favorite play at the Shaw festival, the side that has called me every single night to tell me how much he wished I was already there.

I'm so tired, and still pretty stoned from rehearsal. Alarm goes off in a couple of hours, whereupon I will do my last minute packing, shower, and hop in a taxi - tylenol pm in hand - hoping to snooze for most of the ride.

Expect a full update when I return on Wednesday or Thursday - assuming of course, that I make it the full duration.

I'm so damn happy, I can hardly stand it...

If only I could teleport.

Hair Extension

HAIR is back! We will be performing at Theatre Row, the Acorn Theatre! More info on ticket sales to come.

Hope you can make it. Check out www.realtheatrecompany.com for details...

oh, and by the way, i have no idea why the color on this thing gets all persnickety when i post a flyer like that. it's supposed to be yellow and red. same thing happened with the original hair postcard, back in june. i don't get it...

Insomnia

I can't fucking sleep. It's a problem.

It is 6:04 am and I have been desperately trying to fall asleep since 1:00 am. No dice.

I'm not consuming caffeine. I don't know what's causing this, but it sucks some serious ass.

No really, I want to beat someone severely right now, but I have nobody to blame. I think my over-active mind is keeping me awake. This will be the third night in a row that once I've reached the hour of sunrise, I've gotten out of bed and popped a bunch of sleep-inducing OTC pills. Tonight it's tylenol pm. I mean today. This morning. Fuck.

So much for my planned trip to the gym at eight. That's in two hours. Sonofabitch.

If you've got any remedies, I'd love to hear them.