Buffy Cast and rehearsal
So Buffy is getting in final gear and rehearsal is tonight at my house at 8 pm. We're still looking for people to plan small roles so if you're interested, let me know or stop by.
directions to my house are at we are having a buffy rehearsal tonight at my house at 8 pm. directions are at http://www.netmouse.com/ourhouse.html and you'll probably have to ring the doorbell.
directions to my house are at we are having a buffy rehearsal tonight at my house at 8 pm. directions are at http://www.netmouse.com/ourhouse.html and you'll probably have to ring the doorbell.

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Okay, so I really am just not interested in Buffy. But I hope you all work hard and have fun. :)
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I'm quite serious, we were. they asked me to ask you if you would do it. kind of a cameo. Only instead of being on fire, you'd just be, y'know, flaming.
c'mon.... you know you want to...
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Also, are you bringing your DVD player? There might not be one hooked up Saturday morning.
Brendan, the part you are required to take ;-) is near the end of the episode during Sweet's (the demon) dance, where he opens a door and a smoldering dead guy falls out. You will be sought out at the con and dragged, kicking and screaming, if necessary, onto the stage.
Amy
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on the futon, I think it's mostly a loading coordination issue.
that and I don't have a vehicle one can fit into, so I can't bring one alone.
I'm not sure I have Gail's phone number... can you email it to me?
I would suggest we plan to get together at 11 pm at my house to load in if we're going to use our futon. with my shoulder injury, I'm not much use for carying, but Bill might be able to help.
I'm busy today with work meetings and then I have to go pick up cory doctorow at the airport and I'll be off email after 3. if you can coordinate this, I'd appreciate it. I'll be in Novi until about 10 pm so the earliest I can get back is 10:30
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"Yes... she's walking through a busy hallway, or we're in an elevator together, and one of us catches the other's eye and asks a question... she or I replies... 'I don't know... I don't kno--ow... I've got so... so many stro-ong, reservations...' and we roar, but roar into an all-out BELT of 'Git It' from _Little Shop of Horrors_... you know, face-to-face, back-to-back, that sort of thing..."
Nick concluded that I was a sicker puppy than he'd ever dreamed.
Just thought I'd share.