Transcending the Coyote

The Phocian has a tendency to make analogies that either make no sense or are completely hilarious (usually both) such as "theatre is like a birthday cake......" and "studying is like an orgasm....". During rehearsal tonight, he gave a speech (in that not-really-meaning-to way, which made it even more powerful) that brought me to tears, and reminded me of exactly why I do what I do, and what we need to do to make what we do great. Of course, in comes one of those metaphors, which in any other context would have sounded trite and ridiculous:

"This show is a Roadrunner cartoon. You guys are the Coyote, right after he's run off the cliff. And you can't look down. Make youselves fly."

Lately I've been feeling a bit melancholic about my work on Six Characters (still am, come to that), but his words have put such a spark in me. I'm still not sure where to go with some of these scenes, but I now know which direction to turn.

On a completely unrelated note, the French toast in the UC today changed my life. I now know why Pirandello, though born in Italy, wrote in French. It was all for the toast.