Great Evening

After work, I met up with Louis in the East Village. He was attending a reading of Say Your Prayers, Mug at The Red Room above the Kraine Theatre. I'm supposed to help him out with the running of the show.

The play sounds really funny and interesting. I must send word out for it when it does go up. The Red Room is a nice little theatre. It's equipped with soo many things from projector screens sound speakers, lights, and all. It's a great little black box.

Not to mention Louis is incredible in Theatre. I bet you anything that he could act, direct, design lights, sound, set, and then have it become a hit. I'd say that Louis understand theatre and the workings of the human psyche rather than following the forms and rules of theatrical theory. He is extremely pragmatic. I can't say enough about Louis and I'm thrilled to be considered a part of his team, both for upcoming productions he's involved with and for his new endeavor, A Company Of Players.

Crazy Dream

So I'm standing there staring at the sky. The Sun is high and it's beautiful. Then out of the blue, I see the sun being eclipsed. I know I should look away, but I felt compelled to stare at it. This black hole with a glowing ring around it. It didn't even look like a real eclipse. It was a black blob really with a glowing ring around. The ring was reddish orange and it was soo bright and tangible. I felt as if the more I stared into it, the closer it got. It was beautiful and yet disturbing at the same time. Then I get news from other people around me that the sun is being destroyed right now. Some black mass is killing the Sun--suffocating it--eating it up. This is where my emotions get all twisted up. I felt sick...sick to my stomach at myself. The Sun is dying and I'm just standing there marveling at the destruction. I could have been finding out why. How to help the situation. But rather than doing that, I stood there watching it. Then the glowing ring faded into nothing. I wanted to take a shower so I did. Or well, attempted to. I tried turning on the water, but it was constantly cold. Apparently in this world, the water was heated by the Sun. Without it, the water would stay icy. With that, I sat there with the water running through the tap and I just felt soo hopeless. Desolate. Helpless.
Last night's dream really put me through the ringer. I know I was bit by several things last night. Perhaps a mosquito. Perhaps a poison mosquito that forced me to have hallucinations or realistic dreams??? I don't know. Mosquitoes love me...especially when I sleep...all over my feet and my hands and arms. Funny thing is last night, I didn't feel any bumps. It could have been a spider too. I've seen those in my room sometimes. I never kill them because spiders eat mosquitoes, but maybe it was poisonous. Didn't find anything in bed, nor did I feel anything different other than being really tired.