"How old are you?"

The current time is 7:54am. We’ve been at the theatre for two hours, and I have been awake for three and a half. Happy birthday to me! Really though, I’m fine with being up early. It just means I get to appreciate my birthday for three more hours than usual.

I feel like a lot has happened in the past couple days, but when I sit down to write about it little feels noteworthy. How about a list of idiosyncrasies?

-The Cerritos Center for the Performing Arts can transform into 7 or so different seating arrangements. Check it out: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ySLMyAYwuFo

-Whenever the pasta-shaped gobo lights are going up, I am reminded of the Flying Spaghetti Monster, and entity of whom only one fellow cast-member has heard.

-We have stayed at three La Quinta hotels in a row and their quality has been, in order: pretty bad, not so bad, kind of bad.

-At yesterday’s lunch stop, I bought a monstrous bottle of Orangina, intending it to last me a couple days. It was empty by dinnertime.

-Last night I washed two shirts in the sink so that I can wait until Phoenix to do a full load of laundry.

-Tonight I will be celebrating my first birthday away from home. In Blythe, CA. Party.