Waking Up a Failure

In the spirit of chronicling failures, I would like to talk about mine.
Yesterday, was my first rehearsal. We rehearsed the last scene I was supposed to memorize. I didn't know I had to memorize it until very recently. So, I am not off-book on that.

I should mention also that I have never been to a rehearsal of any kind.

Then I went to a poetry reading. It was OK. It is very important to talk to poets after readings. When you talk with poets, there are often drinks involved.

The next morning I woke up on the wrong side of town and 30 minutes late for line-running with Señor Gamboa.