The actors knew their lines. The soundtrack was finished (albeit making me slightly late to the theater). The set was up. All props were there. Costume decisions had been made.

Somehow, though, tech rehearsal devolved into something horrible.

I have never counted the lighting cues, but there are A LOT more than I thought. That's how time and place are able to change so many times during the show. And we didn't get through all of them. Not at all. We made it to scene 3. Barely. Maybe scene 4.

We have to go back before the show to finish up. We are seriously not technically ready. I want to run that lightboard so bad, just because it really can't be that hard. I don't think. But what do I know? The guys in the booth totally heard my bitching, I'm sure. Way to get an in at the Long Wharf, huh?

Unfortunately, Jocelyn got really upset because things weren't going well. Everyone besides Dana and Joc, plus Rob's wife/girlfriend (I'm not sure on this one) went to Brazi's for food and drink and speed-thru (I stuck to drink). We called Joc on speakerphone and told her we love her, just so she knows that we're not pissed at her. It just sucks to have two hours for tech. I know that's all we could get, and that everyone is doing what they can, but it's still frustrating. I wish I could keep my cool, but sometimes I just think that it's the way I am. Fighting it just makes me even MORE frustrated and bitchy. Go figure.

They say a bad dress/tech before opening night means opening night will go wonderfully.

I want to strangle the person that said that, just a little bit.

Click here for photos from tech rehearsal on February 8, 2007 (Click here for slideshow)