Whirlwind of Kleenex

I was on my feet, it seemed like, from 6:30 to 10, taping and untaping doors, flipping light switches, taking pens away from ushers who were writing "irish pride" on the back of every ticket, running to get more sprite, running to get more root beer, flipping lights, running to get more water...

Closing night of the SW one act play festival is tommorrow night! (And Reno, day 2: part one, is coming on Monday. If I'm still alive...)