For those of you not in on the joke “Katoosh” is the sound our rifles make when we fire them into the air in patriotic fervor, but like many jokes that need to be explained, its probably better left alone.
It is as much the 4th of July in Italy as it is the United States, as far as I can tell. I am encouragine everyone to eat red white and blue gelato, and hope to lead a “Proud to be an American” sing-along on the Piazza later this evening.
Still dress-rehearsing Bohème. It was hot in the theater today, so I went home for a shower and a costume change of my own at lunchtime. Tomorrow our scenes go up, I will have staging for those today.
Last night I stayed up too late and planned to sleep in a bit, to rise just before Italian class. Yet, like a good teacher, I woke up at 6 am. Sad.
Sorry that this is turning into one of those ‘today i got up. then i ate a ham sandwich. then i looked out the window’ sort of blogs. Hopefully I will have something exciting to report soon. Enjoy the holiday!