We moved into the theater today. The sofa and side chair are just wooden boxes at this point, with no padding or fabric. The window unit looks terrific. The New York skyline behind it has that exaggerated perspective, the sloping lines that you see in Saul Bass's title sequence for North by Northwest.
We restaged some of the set changes, with the hope that this doesn't become a play about moving the desk. Much forgetting of lines, especially by me, because everything is a little out of place. Also because Laura (taking a class downtown) and Matt were not with us.
Much banging into the furniture, especially by Michael K., who whirled around to make an exit and nearly crashed into the Kandinsky on its easel (sorry, Mr. Guare, we didn't build a unit to spin it around in its frame). Thus much merriment and cutting up, again from Michael K.
EB is costuming us. So far it looks like everything for Larkin is coming out of my closet. Who'd have thought I dress like a foundation director in 1990? Well, that might have been the last year I bought nice clothes.
Leta and I went to Nordstrom a couple of weeks ago to find a costume jewelry ring that could serve as a wedding band. We teased our friends Roger and Roxanne (who don't understand why we don't get married) that we're going ring shopping.