The Royal Treatment
Saturday morning, January 20
A great
crowd last night. Very responsive from the get-go. One of my best and oldest
friends, Jen, was here visiting and was in the audience. After the show there
was a little reception/Q&A in the Fich lobby. It was “Out at Arena” which
is a special event for the gay and lesbian community. One of the writers from Metro Weekly was there to lead a little
discussion with us. Myself, Bob, James and both Stephens were there. Some great
questions and comments.
Afterwards
Jen and I went to Old Ebbitt Grill for a bite and were shocked when our waiter
approached to take our order and said “Well, I hear you had quite a performance
tonight.” I asked how he knew and he told us that the people at Table 131 were
there on a date and LOVED it and would like to buy us a round of drinks. That
had never happened to me before and it was so lovely. I went over to thank them
and they couldn’t have been nicer. They just loved the show and said that I was
one of their favorites. What a nice surprise. Felt a bit like it was a plant.
When our waiter first told us I kept thinking I was being PUNK'D or something.
Saturday night January 20
A
whirlwind of a day. Got up and had bluebucks at Eastern Market with Jen and
dropped her off at Union Station just in time for the matinee, which my Aunt
Harriet and Uncle Ed from NY had driven to see.
They
loved the show as well and both said they couldn’t remember the last time they
had laughed that much. My aunt even said that she was laughing so hard she
started crying and she “had to use a tissue.” I love that phrase. Well, maybe
it sounds better coming out of my Aunt Harriet with a New York accent. I told her she should do
the commercials for us:
NOISES
OFF
“I had to use a tissue”
- Harriet Zaidberg
Went to
Old Ebbitt with them for dinner between shows. Love that place. No fans this
time though.
Had a
great show tonight. Bob, the house manager, who has been so sweet to all of us
in the cast, told me that there were only 60 or so seats left for the ENTIRE
RUN!! I guess we are an unqualified hit. Stephen Schmidt and I share a dressing
room and we say every night – “It’s nice to be in a hit!” Both of us have been
in our share of ... shall we say … NON hits and it is great to be in one.
Bob
Prosky’s wife, Ida, was there again tonight (I told her she is our groupie) and
brought their son Andy. Two of Bob’s sons are actors; Andy is one. Had heard a
lot about him so it was really nice to meet him. Hope our paths cross again –
and with this business, it is more than likely.
Tomorrow
we just have one show in the evening; early breakfast with the relatives and
then a day to play. I still have a lot on my sightseeing list and only one week
left. And next week is certain to be a crazy one as some of us are doing some
school visits with Arena. These are in-class visits with students who have seen
the show. Looking forward to that. And we have a photo call. And I have my White
House tour. And I have got to pack. And I have to wrap up the blog. My God, I
need a personal assistant.
The
countdown begins.
-Jay

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