Tonight was the end. The Touring Company is no more. I am no longer a 'Professional Actor'... strike that, actually, I'm just an 'Unemployed Professional Actor' now. That makes me smile.
We started the show with all 10 of us in the hizouse. We finished the show joined by four others. It was a wild rollercoaster of a show, and I want to give a shout out to ms_entropy, cosmicserpent and Joe for coming out for it. The sight of their smiling faces steeled my resolve and made the battle that much easier.
The show fucking rocked. We had fun. A lot of fun.
For the first and last time, the TC played to a house in the round. About 180 people. And they liked us... they really really liked us.
My experience with the Asylum has transformed me from a computer geek with a hobby to an actor who is lucky enough to have a day job. I know in my heart of hearts (whatever the fuck THAT means) that this is what I was meant to do.
When it was over, we had drinks and cake and many hugs. 'Awards' were given out. Everyone made speeches. I cried during mine, and left half of it out. This is what it should have said:
- The reason I was nominated for the Paranoia Award is because of you people. Every time I walk into this place I am struck with a sense of Awe at the things that you do. Each and every one of you has such incredible talent that sometimes I have to ask myself, "Why am I here with these amazing people?" For too long I let your talent intimidate me rather than inspire me. Tonight each of you lit a fire under my soul and showed me that I, too, can make that sort of magic. For that I thank you. I have always been and will always be proud to be counted among your number. I love you all.
Not that it matters to Y'ALL that much, but that's what I should have said. These people are all just amazing, and I hope that we get to keep it up.
I'm tired. I need to sleep. Fear will not touch me tonight for my friends on and off stage have built me a shelter with their love.
Tonight, it's good to be me.