scooters, vacation, fall

Hey evvverybody.....so my project has taken hold of my life, so much so that I've had dreams about it. Last Monday was my first meeting with all my actors (about twenty of them) and it went swimmingly. I've had two mishaps: 1. the space I was going to use for my scene, a wedding chapel, totally fell through. After leaving about 20 messages on their machine and getting absolutely no answer, I gave up. Also, one of the writers got super stressed out about her scene and didn't feel she could write it, or what she had was usable. A big bummer, as 'Five on the Town' had to become 'Four on the Town', which really doesn't have that nice ring to it. HOWEVER, the good news is I am now using her space for my own scene, and it's a whole lot less stress for me, as far as casting and directing goes. My actors are great, many of them have no experience but are thrilled. One guy, Fannypack Dan--the grumpiest homeless man I've ever crossed--is so excited about his part he shouts his lines to me from across the street. People have been coming up outta the blue and asking for parts. It's pretty magical. One of the writers schedualed a music show of old time rag blues to happen after the performances...As far as the books go, I found enough vinyl to cover a family of four at this great recycling store in Portland called Scrap. I'll use these for the cover, and I'm using my typewriter for the innards. I'd like to take pictures of the night of the performance for the books, so I'm really grateful for this extra time because the show isn't until January 3rd. I'll definitely have them out by the 15th.
In preparation for this falling through, and for my own sense of mystery and fun, I've been working on another project. Basically, it's an anonymous art show at The Boiler Room consisting of about ten mailboxes I've been collecting. I'm going to fill them with letters, poems, bits of stories, paint them real pretty and in the middle of the night on New Years Eve, break into the Room and hang them on the walls. Only the manager and my dad know about this, so don't tell anybody! They've all got their own themes like..."Varitiations on 'I Love You'", "Ten Things I Think I Know" and "Dear My Friend". My psuedonym is Pee Jay. If there's room at the Goddard show, perhaps I could haul one of these along? I'm not sure how to document it so thank the lord this theatre extravaganza has panned out (so far.....).
Well, that's about it for now. I'm damn excited for everyone's books/bubba boxes/psuedo-standardized tests....