Floated Home

Yesterday, the afternoon was once again spent painting. Last night at rehearsal we tried to run the whole show, with as much tech as possible, which actually quite a lot. We had all the set pieces, finally, save the drop (which will be going in on Monday). Not all of the pieces are painted yet, but that's our project for Saturday morning, I am told. As well as running the fly system, I'm one of only two stage hands. The stage manager will be back stage with us to help, but we'll still have to use of many of the cast members' help during scene changes as well. We have six more rehearsals before open, and we should have everything running smoothly well before then. We didn't have anyone running lights, but there are very few cues, anyway, and no sound cues that I'm aware of--they just need someone to monitor the balance on the mics. Finally, I did have an adventure while trying to get home. What can only be described as a land hurricane very well attacked the theatre just as we were all trying to leave. Tried waiting it out, but after no signs of a let-up, we all started slogging, swimming, sailing, or otherwise floating home.