I worked a really cheezy magic show last night.

But I made a contact with the lighting guy. His name is Gord. He gave me his card, and took my email address, so he can add me to his mailing list.

It's better than a kick to the head.

The only boo-urns part, is that I got heat rash on my right palm from holding the hot folowspot.

Gord was nice, though, and turned it off when it got so hot he could smell it (we were both in the booth).

That's about all.

Yay for life.

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Rosie.

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