Hiya folks,

Haven’t posted since I saw most of you in Shippensburg  ’cause there hasn’t been much to write about. I did get to visit chad twice in one month. That was fun.

sigh….

Caught a train after the visit, and met the cast in Utica, NY; the town that closes at 4pm. The only gay bar in 30 miles was right across the street from the hotel. It usually happens like that. The bar was called ” That Place.” Very cool name and the bartendress was a lovely, bubbly Vagaterian named Marrissa.  Steve (The King) and I started with shots and I uttered the now famous phrase,     ” I don’t know what makes me think I can drink Tequila with you Steve McCoy.”

After many hours of back and forth, from my bed to my hands and knees in front of the toliet, and a Hangover that no one should have to live through, it looked as though I was going to survive.

We traveled all over the michigan-penn-ny-wisconsin area and ended up here… in Utica(again?) Michigan. Went to Dave and busters next door, (That place is expensive)  and spent a wonderful evening in this huge amazing Hyatt hotel room.( I’m lapping it up, Next up is a Comfort Inn.)

Below are some pictures that I think you’ll enjoy.

The Tech Director really wants to be in the show.

Charlie’s Smangels! Ya!

And an artsy one that I think is really cool.

Until next time….Call or Text Bitches !

Will

Ok so everyone who is coming to Shippensburg.

Tight schedule. I want to see you all.   we get into shippensburg around 3. and I have to be at the theatre at 5 for meeting and sound check. I will be free from around 545 to 630.  I would love for all of you to meet me at the theater at 545pm if you can for a quick bite to eat or a coffee or something, just so we can see each other a bit. cause I know we are gonna wanna leave for philly right after the show so that chad can get to bed. I will text everyone when I get back into the states tomorrow morning.  Just a heads up.

can’t wait till tomorrow.

Will

OK. A week away from Shippensburg, where I know, alot of you guys are going.

I can’t wait!

2 reasons. Everyone is gonna have a good time and all that jazz, and I get to ride back to Philly that night!

Yeah that’s right bitches! Back for a full day on Monday. Taking the train early tuesday morning to Utica, NY for the show that night. Just bought the ticket.

This makes me really happy. I get everyone to come see the show. (Emily is gonna love it) and I get to ride back to philly with the boys. Get some Chadley. Spend a whole day with Gladburger, and have my man that night. It’s gonna be great. ………….

Sigh………

Tomorrow we head back to Canada. Don’t know if I told you guys but I went to King of Donair when I was in Nova Scotia. Eh? No Ricky and Julian, but plenty of good gravy cheese fries.

We lost a girl for 4 weeks. She got drunk and dislocated her elbow. It was gross. She has a replacement for a while then she comes back. Roomie is cool. nothing else.

Can’t wait!

Will

I am now a temporary citizen on Canada. Im not just saying that cause I’m visiting. I had to pay 200 dollars to become one.

Here’s the story….

So we are crossing the Canadian border right. Everyone has their passports in order, and everything is going smoothly when the officer that was assigned to our bus calls out ” Will Harrell, will you please come into the office. We need to talk to you.”

Oh Shit….out of everyone on the bus, I get called in.

In 2003 I got a speeding ticket in Alabama. I forgot about that ticket, didn’t pay it, and got a failure to appear in court. I paid all my fines, got my licenses renewed and everything was honky dorey.  However, when they pull me into the border center they tell me that I am inadmissible to the country because I have a failure to appear on my record.

” Well what can I do?” I ask ” I have to go with the show.”

They tell me that I need to call Alabama and have them fax a document stating that all of this has been resolved. I would have done that except for the fact that Monday was Columbus day, a state holiday. Nobody was at work.

So what the fuck do I do?  The border guy just sort of shrugs and I really start to get scared. ” Well, there has to be something we can do.”

Then he says that I can become a temporary Canadian citizen for the duration of our travels between there and the states. ” How much does that cost?”     200 dollars, that’s how much.  They won’t take me because I failed to appear in court for a speeding ticket but they’ll take my money, no more questions asked. Needless to say, I paid up and became a temporary hosier. A greasy cheeseburger packing motherfucker.

St. John was beautiful.

New joke for Chef Jeff:   What do you call 2 Mexicans playing basketball?  Juan on Juan!

Will

The Nat. tour of Spam has been jumping all over Massachusetts, New Hampshire, and Maine this past week. We’ve been playing in small venues which has caused us to cut most of our set and drops and lights. So, we’ve been doing Spam-lite, now with fewer calories.

All that I can handle. I even like the challenge of spacing changes and re blocking for a difficult venue. What I can’t take is getting hurt and sick.

About a week ago, Chad came to visit me in Bethlehem, PA. We had a great ( if short) time together. But, that morning I woke up with a pain in my upper back, shoulder, and arm. Over the next few days the pain increased until I was unable to sleep at night. On top of that, I started to get sick. I went to a Nurse Practitioner in N.H. and she told me I had Bronchitis . Great. So the past few days have been peachy keen. But, She gave me a Zpac which brought my energy back immediately and I started using Ice on my back and arm instead of heat ( which only made the pain worse ) and that is slowly getting better. As I start to recover, the rest of the cast starts to cough, and sniff. Great.

I love what I do and this tour is gonna be great, I know. But right now all I want is Chad, Glaydburger, and the apartment in philly.

The rain continues everywhere.

Soon to bring you a more cheerful post,

Will

Well folks, the votes are in and we have a hit. The big bosses, the directors, the newspapers, and the public all love the show. Ticket sales are picking up big time and it looks like we are adding dates left and right. We might even do a sit down for a couple of weeks in Atlantic City after the tour is over. CASINO PAY!!!!!!!!!!!

This show is so much freaking fun. So much! We never stop. I am part of the Ensemble and we never stop. Literally. If we are not on stage we are backstage quick changing and then scrambling back on stage.

The cast is starting to come together quite nicely. Though there are a few who are going to be  a little difficult. Egos sure can fuck things up sometimes. But whatever trouble we are having with personalities they are minor in the grand scheme of things.

I’m a little lonely still. I tend to keep to myself. ( which is probably a smart thing at the moment) I miss Chad.

We left Waterbury, CT early this morning and arrived in Morgantown, WV around 5 tonight. One show tomorrow and then it’s off to University City, PA ( THEN TO CHADLY IN BETHLEHEM. I CAN”T FRICKIN WAIT!!!!!!)

Quote of the week: ” BLOW ME……Lies the cave of Cio Banog”

Come see the show ya’ll,

W.

Ok…..soooooooo…….

We left NYC this morning at 9:45 and got into Waterbury, CT close to noon.

Waterbury…. first impression.

The town that God forgot.   These people should not breed. Most of them look like they have survived the rapture.

The theatre however is GORGEOUS.

Most of the day is was uneventful. I went to the YMCA’s gym for free.( Very cool) and got lunch at chili’s.

After 9pm was when it got interesting.  After a long Star Trek the next generation marathon, Steve( the man playing King Arthur) and I went to a dive bar down the street called Venice Cafe. There we were greeted by the 4 fingered bartender named Gary, and his 2 patrons. Pollo and Alan. The three words I understood from Pollo were “Play the Jukebox.” He had filled it with quarters so I played Sinatra, Meatloaf, and Queen. Alan was a crazy gay doctor who’s pool skills I topped twice and who’s advances I spurned thrice. We then met members of the “Spamalot” crew.

Rizzo and Addison. Cool guys. Rizzo is, as I found out, a “HEAD”.   Those of you who know me well will know which kind of “HEAD”.

They then bought us a round and had great fun and wonderful conversation.

All in all a great night at the triangle.

Now it’s back to the room for a good night of sleep before tomorrow’s costume fittings and rehearsal.

I miss my man terribly.

Will