One Fringe Down - THREE TO GO

We finished up our run at the Toronto Fringe last night with a wicked audience and a brand new ending. Of course, the new ending was nothing compared to last night's beginning; as the lights went down, a young man whose name rhymes with "Bawn Boward" shouted out "This better not SUCK, ROSE!!" Let me tell you, nothing warms an audience up like some tree-hugger yelling crazy shit in the blackout. Thanks, Bawn! You're the best.

Thanks are also owed to our fabulous house technicians, Zoe and Aaron and, of course, to our young stage manager, Alex Bateman, pictured below.

Not many young people today would answer a call seeking a "keen theatre teen". Not many young people would continue to be keen once they heard what kind of pay we were offering to a stage manager. But Alex - sweet, keen Alex - Alex helped us out. Thanks, Alex!

Last night marked the end of our Toronto Fringe experience (oh, except for today, when we realized we'd forgotten our goddamn sandwich board at the venue) and it's been great. Lovely audiences, big last-minute script revisions and, many, many slurpees. How many?

Slurpee count = 39

Comments

[Syd]

Keen teen is also a cutie.

Aren't you worn out? I can't imagine doing this. Plus, I'm still stewing over the fact that I can't come see it.

PLUS, I'm drunk.

[ers]

Dude, NEW ENDING? What about us chumps who saw the ORIGINAL ending and are dying of curiosity?

Also - lemme know if you need/want help packing. As you know, I have some experience in the area...AND Paul's out of town. Friday night? I'll bring the newsprint and chardonnay... ;)