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Close the Door

I gave the dead guy my baggage tonight. He took it for me as he recovered from his death scene and I closed the doors. Then I flew out to the balcony in the back waving my arms like a maniac to where the stage manager was helping someone get dressed down below so she […]

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Moving the Baggage

Tonight while working backstage at “Comic Potential”, I had a terrible time closing one of the accordion walls to the upper stage. Finally after it was closed, I learned there was a suitcase that needs to be moved first before I close the wall. I didn’t see the suite case myself because it is completely

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A Rich Life

No pictures today, sorry. I decided to stay with my friend, Julie, for the night here in Portland instead of driving back to Salem after small group tonight. With the dance shows and the shows at the theatre, I haven’t had a lot of time for my friends who live in Portland. It was a

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What a Great Day!

Today as I was on the stage dancing before the audience, looking out at all the faces before me, many smiling, my friend Julie grooving on the back of the bleachers, I felt God remind me to enjoy the moment. We build up to moments like that. In dance, we build for months with countless

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What Life is Made Of

Often the best moments of the day are the seemingly small but deeply enriching and endearing ones of our life. Yesterday’s was walking around the art fair with a friend and her family. It is so much more fun to walk around the fair with a friend, I see so much more than I otherwise

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Don’t Come Knocking!

“If the wagons a rockin, don’t comma knockin’!” This is what Kelli proclaimed to the art fair goers as we rocked out to music coming from the main stage. We were taking a shift together at the Pentacle Theatre’s gypsy wagon talking about the current show and the next season. It was fun and we

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Once Upon a Time

“Once upon a time, there was a little girl named Sarah and there still is.” This is the beginning to a story I wrote when I was eight. I found it tonight going through a packet of papers my mom gave me along with some other childhood relics. Like any childhood, there were some really

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Bookshelves

What a night. We had tap rehearsal this afternoon in preparation for the show on Sunday. Then I came home, cleaned up, and headed out to an artist open house hosted by my friend Kathy with whom I acted in “Death of a Salesman”. The artist was a spiritual impressionist and I enjoyed the depth

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