I didn't see a single show today. I just tried to see Dead Like Steve but I failed, utterly and totally. Even trying to get a password comp. Massive failure. Oh well, I'm not feeling too care-full right now.
I took the day off of Fringe and went away, far far away with Tracy (who I met in my fringing) to the shores of Lake Manitoba, an hour west and a half north, where her friend has a cottage. But Tracy didn't have the keys, so we sat on their little beach and went to the Delta Marsh and the U of M bird research station and generally looked at pelicans and ducks and swallows and goldfinches and fed strawberries to deer. Deer, apparently, like strawberries. Deer, apparently, live in an enclosed area on "the island" (actually a peninsula) in Portage la Prairie. Tracy grew up in P-la-P. She knows this stuff.
I am exhausted and I ate too many Miss Vickies today. 11:30 (PM!) show tonight - I hope I get a crowd. It'll be like... a campfire. My penultimate show in the big W.