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That's what last night felt like...a first preview in a new city.  


Stage unpainted - one actor (titular character) down due to the slip and slide.  She'd been begging five days for the floor to be stickied.  Seemed the crew couldn't get to it because they were behind on the set for the show that isn't opening for four weeks. Once they were knees, now they're garbage.


Screens and flies not where they belonged (causing actor scramble) because


I think the fly guy was on the 2nd story rail where the work light was left on...killing every black out in the show.


Prop flowers falling apart, prompting me to sing "Mama had a baby and its head popped off"...in my head.  Too professional to sing it out loud.  For the paying public, all I did was corpse.


Dressers not where they needed to be for quick changes.


Fascinating.


One of the spot ops commented to a colleague, "You know...Tom Hanks said that's why he prefers theater to film...'cause anything can happen.  Tom Hanks!"


Yes.  But he didn't say everything would happen.


Yes.  And I'm sure he never worked at this gymnatorium.