We Are Made of Stars and Stripes and Motherf*cking Heart.

Tonight’s the night: 44 Plays for 44 Presidents opens. Will it take Boulder by storm? Probably not. Because people in Boulder give exactly zero shits about theatre. But we’re doing it anyway and we’re having a blast. If you’re in the area, you should check out the show. Abraham Lincoln will be there.

Last night we had a preview that went relatively well. The audience seemed to enjoy themselves, and some of them even complimented my pre-show/intermission video (which is completely unnecessary to the show but which I obsessed over like a crazy person). I’m pretty proud of my video, y’all. Come see it.

There were a few hiccups, mostly technical, but all in all, not too shabby. Today we’re cleaning some stuff up and getting ready for prime time. Ali and I are having Wahoo’s before the show: pre-show Wahoo’s is the best. And then: IT’S ON.

We are made of stars and stripes and motherfucking heart.

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