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I went out to see my dad's high school's production of One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest last night. It was a really weird thing to watch a play that I've been in; I'd never actually done that before, except when watching a recording of myself. It was really good, and I was surprised at how expressive all the actors were. Others apparently felt the same way; it was sold out, and even with my dad moving a few extra chairs in, he had to turn away fifteen people at the door. My brother, akreaveter also was there and we sat together as we watched.

During intermission, I talked about my memory of doing the show and the things that I wished I'd done differently. I talked too about how seeing Cuckoo's Nest makes me want to be in a play again. I'd think about trying out with Lakeside Players, the local community theatre again, but even apart from strange politics, they don't do a lot that is really interesting to me. Comedies are ok, but don't really grab me. And the other stuff they do is mostly drama revolving around deep personal issues and relationships between characters. To be honest, I don't think I understand people well enough to be really interested in being in a play like that. I'd love to be in something like Cuckoo's Nest again. I love Cuckoo's Nest because of what it says about broken people not always being as broken as the 'normal' people, and what it says about the nature of society and of the pressure to conform. Playing Chief Bromden wasn't that big a stretch for me; I just pretended I was in high school...

I want to be in something unusual, bizarre, or absurdist. Something that digs deeply into obscure realms of philosophy like Waiting for Godot or No Exit. Plays that involve broken ideas or broken people with divergent neurology, like Fuddy Meers. People whose brains are broken in some way that's similar enough to me for me to readily relate to. Does that make any sense? I guess that's why I liked Elizabeth Moon's The Speed of Dark. Maybe I should write a play about someone with prosopagnosia...

So the play was really good and made me think about a number of things. I'm glad I made it. Plus, one of my dad's students gave me this kind of chocolate bar I'd never had before that has a bunch of bubbles in it and is labelled in French. It was pretty good.

====And now for something completely different.====

I'm worried about my dog this morning. Andrea woke me up at three o' clock or so to tell me that he'd vomited a clear foamy liquid several times, pooped upstairs (something he does not do as a rule), and was having trouble getting downstairs. I found him lying down on the landing, panting and salivating a bit. We tried a few times to get him to come down the stairs, but he wouldn't move. When he did stand up, he sat down again with what looked to be great effort or soreness.

I was mulling over possibilities like taking him to an emergency vet or waiting until the local clinic opened at 8 and taking him there as I sat with him and petted him and tried to get a sense of how he felt. After a while, he did seem to be getting a bit better, and eventually he got up and came downstairs when I called him down for a walk. In fact, by the time five o' clock came around he seemed to be halfway recovered, and didn't have a problem getting upstairs to lie down in his crate as I got dressed (he knows that's the signal that I'm leaving and he should go in his crate).

I'd decided that I'd go over to my parents house and ask akreaveter to stay at the house and take care of him while I'm gone. That way if something happens, he can let me know and I can get up there. It did not occur to me until I was on the way to work that my house has no phone. So Akreaveter, if you read this, please email me and let me know you can get in touch with me if you need to. If you need me email address, please post here and I'll screen your comment and email you back.

I made an appointment to see the vet with him at quarter to nine tomorrow morning. I'm hoping that he's just not dealing well with the new food we're giving him, but this is the second day he's been eating it and we've changed foods before without too much of a problem. Admittedly, this is a food he's never had before, so maybe that's all it is. But I'm worried about my pup. I'm really glad I didn't have to leave him alone today, but I still feel bad about not being there.