Next Friday I will be on my way to Plymouth for their annual Hometown Thanksgiving celebration. Friday night will be spent at Sam Diego’s, getting piss drunk in honor of my 43rd birthday. The following morning will be spent staggering about with a flag and a well deserved hangover in what will most likely be rainy and freezing conditions, before performing one final runthrough for the concert that night.

Today, after marching for two miles in Malden’s Veteren’s Day parade (which I can’t for the life of me figure out why they still put on since NO ONE comes out to see it), I spent three hours going over the Plymouth show with the rest of the guard. In a hot gym. On only three hours of sleep. With Nancy constantly bitching at me because I’m too close to her when in reality she’s five feet to the left of where she should be. By the time we did the final run through for the day I was barely able to remember the carriage or control my flags. Thankfully the few times they went flying, they didn’t hit Nancy. 😛

So, starting tomorrrow, I have to practice every day until I can literally do the show with my eyes closed. Hoepfully I will accomplish this by Friday. This is the only way I’m going to be able to get through the concert. If I have to rely on watching others, even for cues, not only will I be a nervous wreck, but I will undoubtedly watch THE WRONG PERSON and make every mistake they make.

I also need to consider adding weights to my Danny Boy flag. Compared to the lame’ monstrocity I use just before it, it’s as light as a feather. Since it’s kind of hard to switch gears that quickly I predict that if I don’t weigh it down that puppy’s gonna end up in the audience by the end of “Matilda” (which wouldn’t be a problem ‘cept I still need it for “Danny Boy”). *laughs*