≡ Super Glossy!
Do I get annoyed too easily? A pet peeve of mine is when people are surprised it’s cold in the winter or grossly hot in the summer here in New York. Another one is the ole “Is it (insert month/day/year here) already?” Yes, you nimrod, time moves forward, see? Yet here I am, on June 20, 2007, thinking, “Holy crap! It’s only a month away from the 2nd Annual Capital Fringe Festival?” It seemed like only yesterday I was driving back to NYC after closing my show in The District to pick up a friend for the second leg of my “Fringe Fest Mini-Tour 2006.” But, truly, who am I kidding? I barely took a month off after returning from tour last year to commence the process again: deciding which Fringes, filling out applications, rewrites, gathering funds, mailings, designing postcards, more rewrites, finding a production team, sending funding letters, finding housing, renting a car, more rewrites, taking photos, photoshopping photos, building the set, sewing the costumes, more rewrites, and, oh yeah… rehearsal. It’s exhausting. I know what I need (aside from about a full week of sleep beginning and ending with a 90 minute massage): an assistant. But as a solo performance actress who is still earning her living shlepping food to the masses and paying for such a tour out of her own pocket (with the much-appreciated exception of the Puffin Foundation Grant I received and all the individual donations this year), having an assistant seems like a costly luxury. Maybe NYU has a department from which I can extract an intern?









