Whoomp there it…uh, it isn’t, I guess. What?
Here’s an update, bulleted with a blue sky:
- The LiveSTRONG Challenge donations continue apace! A big thanks to everyone who has donated. You’ll all be getting much more personal thanks from me than just a mention on my blog, don’t worry. (The promised hugs will most definitely be forthcoming.) I’ve been training, including doing some ridiculous hills (because the route’s out in Montgomery County and promises to be fluctuous). I’m still working up my distance; the furthest I’ve ever gone is about 20 miles (the route is 45 miles), but I’m pretty confident I’ll be able to finish. For one thing, I’m riding with my homegirl Sarah and her brother, and for another, the course opens at like 8am and doesn’t close until somewhere around 4. Even my fat butt can finish a 45 mile bike ride in 8 freakin’ hours. I’ll be disappointed if it takes more then 3.5, although my pace will be dictated by whomever in our party is the slowest; I’m not leaving anybody behind. Of course, the odds are I will be the one getting left behind, which is fine with me. I ain’t holdin’ anybody up. If you’d like to donate and make my sacrifice worthwhile, use the link above and chip in some ducats, doggle.
- Oklahoma! wrapped up, I have something like 3,000 pictures from two photographers (Kate and myself) to go through and pick the cream of the crop. It may take some time, so if cast members are coming here wondering where the heck the pictures be at: patience is a virtue. I won’t even have the full set of pictures until at least the cast party on Saturday ’cause Lord knows we need documentary evidence of that freakish dance party FOR. REALS.
- Charles sings the ABC song as follows: “A B C D F G H I J K L P Q R S two Vs double X Y Z Now know ABDs next sing me!” It’s priceless.
That’s what I’ve got. Challa.
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