We had our first rehearsal for Bile in the Afterlife this evening.

It's a fluffy little one-act comedy about a businessman who finds himself in Hell, which turns out to be run by bickering has-been Egyptian deities. Pratfalls and double entendres ensue.

Frank is directing; Rob is playing Bile, the businessman; Erin is playing Set; John (not the True West John) is playing Akhenaten, the janitor; and we are still looking to cast Osiris. Al is choreographing the fisticuffs.

We blocked five pages tonight and talked about the fights a bit. John was out sick. I spent the first half hour waiting for people to arrive by cleaning up the tape left on the deck of the rehearsal space from the last show that was in there.

We were out by ten minutes to 9 and I was home by 9. There is such a psychological difference between travelling twelve minutes to rehearsal and travelling half an hour (especially when the half-hour drive, crossing a river, stretches to an hour-plus at rush hour).

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