I'm Brett, suburbanite ginger trying NYC on for size.
I'm a dreamer, a try-to-write-r, an amateur photographer, and lover of all things coffee and theatre.
Someday I'm going to tell a really great story. Don't forget me.
I’m always such a bad judge of character. Always give someone a second chance, even if you think they’re a douche.
Drank with the guys on tour tonight in our rooms and they opened up a ton about their personal lives and I was struck at how close-minded I had been with each of them. We’re actually starting to bond. It’s really nice.
today’s school was much nicer and the staff was lovely and they gave us free water and lunch.
although in an awkward turn of events, one of characters asks if there’s any dumb-bells in the audience and to please stand up (after which Pinocchio stands in order to point out that the character was standing alone), but almost every child in the audience rose as well. oops…
We didn’t have to strike the set because we’ll be at the same school tomorrow, so it’s nice to be out early for a change. I think we’re all heading to dinner soon. And then I’m going to find the biggest, most unhealthy milkshake I can find.