Coming into the final weeks of performance, I have mixed feelings about how these weekends will go. I recently developed a bit of a cold, which really sucks, but it seems to be a reoccuring curse with me whenever I am coming into performance week. However, since I am playing a crotchity old man, my voice may actually be improved.

My biggest fear for these performances is that the public won't get it, and will leave with a). A confused offended feeling and b). a general contempt for New World and their choice to put this play on. When I talked with some of my friends about it, they seemed less than thrilled about some of the content. It is very odd that this is a comedy, but it is a comedy that gets under our skin and lets us know what we feel like we can laugh at - as well as what our limit is concerning our self-improvement in a very flawed society. If people walk away with something that was not intended, at least the play is still a good time piece.