Remember awhile back I mentioned passing a guy on the street corner with a handmade sign…..
Well, he’s back. Now the sign reads: LAWYER ALTERS COURT ORDER.
It’s kinda like reading a Dickens’ novel back in his day—when the stories were serialized in newspapers and periodicals. You’d be left hanging for weeks waiting to see what happened to the hero.
I can’t wait to see what the next sign says—this will be my entertainment for the summer I guess. [is that pathetic?]
Oh—and one of the things that was percolating in my life was an audition. Well, I got the part. I’m gonna play the mother in a production of David Lindsay Abaire’s RABBIT HOLE. I think my knee is in better shape these days—as is my car—so I might actually be able to pull this thing off. It’ll be the first acting I’ve done in about 2 years.
And speaking of the knee… I managed to get thru this whole move thing in spite of the limitations, but it was a challenge at times. My lawsuit is pending—the landlords self-insure AND self-represent, so they stall FOREVER hoping folks will give up in frustration. Not happenin’ Sparky. [ “He who is his own lawyer has a fool for a client.” ]
