I wake up earlier that usual. I’ve been having dreams about people I haven’t seen in a decade or more. They now say sleep is when your brain organizes information it received during your waking hours. If that is the case, I think my brain is trying to clean out the back of the closet so I have room to memorize the show as I play with and add more to it.
I have to go to the dentist because when I was flossing, a tiny bit of my tooth popped off. I know, gross. The dentist at the emergency clinic just laughed when I told her that and then she made an appointment for me for tomorrow since I am not in any pain. They can put in a temporary filling until I get back to London and see my regular dentist. It’s a tooth I’ve had problems with before so as long as I don’t have any new cavities, I am a pretty happy camper. I hate going to the dentist, I always feel like a moral failure because I don’t floss regularly. I have a friend who brags about how she never flosses and has never had a cavity. She has also never had two teeth close enough to touch eachother. None of her friends have had the guts to tell her why she doesn’t need to floss. Some awful boyfriend will probably tell her in the future.
The show goes great with 7 people. People can breath for most of the show so I don’t have to cut it short as I have done. I took my time with it as I haven’t been able to do in the past as I was trying to finish before people passed out. There were some really lovely moments and I really enjoyed warming them up as nearly everyone there was from abroad and had well-stamped passports. I love me some third-culture kids.
Afterwards, I guest on the the incredible JoJo Bellini’s show Imaginary Porno Charades where comedians act out movie, song, TV or book titles that have been altered to be rude and more often than not, sexual acts I haven’t thought of trying and probably won’t. I am ok at the acting out of a title for the most part but when I get into open-mode brain interpreting the gestures of my teammates, I tend to forget important things like how many words are in the title and what category it’s in supposed to be in. As someone who taught English as a second language, I thought I’d do pretty well at guessing body language but was mystified by the shorthand for “and”. Our team won thanks to our amazing captain, Sameena Zehra, a force to be reckoned with whose favorite title of the night was, “Lap dances with Wolves”. It was my favorite too.
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