Amphibian Stage Productions

So, the strike is over. I got to do the show after a 3 week abscence. It was exactly 3 weeks ago that this assault happened to me. Three weeks ago. It’s really hard to believe. It almost feels like a dream. Sometimes I am going about my day and completely forget that that happened to me. I found a therapist, and with the show back on, it is allowing me a chance to get my power back. I have a lot of love in me fighting a lot of fear. But for the first time since this happened to me, I feel like that fear is going away. They say time heals, and it does, alongside a lot of love. Considering I don’t have insurance, this therapist came recommended and compromising with her rates. Thank God.

I went to the hospital yesterday to have a Neurology appt. done. I waited for two hours to be seen an never got in. I was at Bellevue Hospital on the East side of NY. Marybeth, our stage manager for Cyrano called me at 1 and said “did you get the call for the photo shoot today? I said NO! And she said the PR person for Cyrano was supposed to call me. I was home till noon and got no such call. Mary beth said they want you ad Kevin for a photo shoot for the New York Times, rehearsing your fight with him in rehearsal clothes. I tell her I am at the Hospital, and My appt. is at 1. I should be able to make it by 3…well I waited till 3 and still I wasn’t seen, I spoke with the receptionist and she went back and came back out to say that i was next….well 15 minutes later…nothing…then I had to re-schedule as the Times was asking for me.

So, I bustled over and shot with Kevin, we played around quite a bit. They were shooting us just horsing around. God I would love copies of those pics. We had a great time, and then I stayed at the theater and rehearsed with him for about an hour, since we haven’t fought since the strike…3 weeks ago…We had the show that night and played to over 1000 people and received a standing ovation. I cried at the curtain call. I was very happy to be back in all sense of the word. The show was quite good, considering it had been a while, lots of new and fresh things happening, but after 3 weeks we still came down at the same time as when we left the show.

When I came out the stage door I was signing autographs and taking pictures, and as I was catching up with an old friend from work, a woman and a man said…”He’s the purple grape.” (for those of you who haven’t seen the show, Kevin Kline calls me this) And he said had you not smiled I would not have recognized you. He said “look at that smile, how terrific is that” It made me cry too. Then she said “Remember how you are right now this happy and this humble, don’t let the industry change you, people get famous and they change.” I was like wow, who are these people and how come they are being so terrific. It was nice to have all of that unsolicited love. Angels. I think.

Check out the New York Times…there is a pic today of me in it. Wishing you all well.