REALITY BITES

Kill reality TV.

SALADE AVEC UN AMI

Ryan and I had the salad bar at Ruby Tuesday's last night. For some reason, I always put raisins on my salad there, though I never do so at home. I guess it's just the power of suggestion. If I kept raisins next to the croutons in the pantry, I'd probably eat them on salads more often. Gross?

We decided to go to Ruby's after the rehearsal fell through due to lack of interest. Most of the actors blew it off. Seeing the different ways everyone reacted to the situation was entertaining, to say the least. I'd classify the scene as one half angry mob and one half toga party.

We have been in performance mode for what feels like an eternity, so I enjoyed goofing off for a few minutes with them. I noticed that everyone seemed unusually loud - a normal enough response after forcing yourself to be so quiet backstage. It's hard to believe it's almost time for the cast party and striking the set. I have mixed feelings. If you were Delilah, what song would you play for me?

WHAT IS BEAUTY?

Hmm?

'90'S RAP

I heard a minute or two of '90's rap on the radio. Who knows why, but the sound made me think of pool parties. Why is that? Don't bother with the obvious, because the pool parties I went to never featured Fresh Prince and his cohorts.

BOUNCER NEEDED - APPLY WITHIN

Apparently, there are two kinds of employees in this world: the ones who work and the ones who interrupt said work in their endless pursuit of small talk. Lordy, I wish everybody would leave me alone so I could get my work done. What I need is a secretary to guard the door - or a bouncer! How can I get them to leave me alone without being rude?