You know how sometimes one has Unpreparedness dreams about theater?  The show’s going up, and you don’t know your lines?  I had a dream that was basically the opposite of that.  I arrived at the theater (which was a dream version of NHS’s theater, for those who know it), and found that they were doing Twelfth Night, and their Malvolio had fallen sick, as had the understudy.  So I leaped in, not knowing the blocking, but knowing all the lines, and faking the blocking fairly well.  It was awesome.

In other news, this blog (and other’s hosted here) will be down for a few days in about a week, as I drive this box across the country.  See @transneptune for continuing updates closer to the date.