It’s Too Late, Baby Now, It’s Too Late
These are the times I got back on Wednesday and Thursday morning, from my practices on Tuesday and Wednesday night. Doin’ it for the love of the game.
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Gerald responds:
Posted: February 23rd, 2006 at 2:27 pm →
I’ve lost track here….were these late nights for acting practice or part of your gambling (poker) habit?
Playtah responds:
Posted: February 23rd, 2006 at 2:35 pm →
Acting practice. My gambling hasn’t reached dangerous proportions yet, although my left kidney now belongs to a coworker. Our final show for the conservatory is March 5, 7, and 14, so we are practicing frequently. I feel good because I wrote the lyrics to the musical numbers in our show, in addition to some of the scenes. I also made up the title of the show, “Cheney Days and Mondays Always Get Me Down.” It’s a long drive there and back, but it’s worth it.
Deb responds:
Posted: February 23rd, 2006 at 3:40 pm →
Way to sacrifice your body for the game!! Take the hard hits! YOU DA WOMAN!!!
Luke responds:
Posted: February 23rd, 2006 at 4:11 pm →
I don’t think I get your title so much, but I thought of you the other day when I heard the Aerosmith parody called “Cheney’s got a gun” - funny stuff.
Remember how the $1 gas station tickets worked out for you?
–
Luke
Playtah responds:
Posted: February 23rd, 2006 at 8:03 pm →
Luke, I changed the title just for you
I’ll have to find that parody, hehe. Yeah, the $1 tickets haven’t worked out all that great, I’ll admit. But I can stop anytime I want to. I can.