NEW KENT STAGEHANDS READING AUDITION
SEPTEMBER 29TH
SEPTEMBER 29TH
NKMS AUDITORIUM: 7:00 PM
We woke up that Saturday morning and said, "Let's go somewhere. We haven't been anywhere all summer." Great idea, right? As we were eating breakfast we discussed our possibilities.
"Let's go to the beach—our summer won't be complete until we go and dip our toes in the salt water, " I said, knowing full well that my beach-deprived life would have no effect on my spouse.
Before he even said it, I could hear, "Are you kidding, getting on the interstate on a Saturday and heading east—all that traffic! Are you nuts?? I'd sooner put salt in the pool out back before I would drive to the beach on Saturday. You'll have to think of something else!!"
"All right, then, let's go to the mountains. We can go to one of those places where you can pick your own peaches—you love peaches!! And when we come home, I'll make peach cobbler!! You can't say no to peach cobbler!"
I could tell by the look in his eyes that somehow the answer would not be positive. "Picking peaches on my day off! What are you thinking? First, that sounds like work. Second, all that peach fuzz! I couldn't reach a shower fast enough to be rid of the stuff! Keep thinking—the mountains and peach picking are not on my agenda today."
Knowing that east and west were out of the question, I only had two directions left to go. Which should I try first? North. "I have the perfect place. Let's ride up to D.C. and walk around the mall. It's a great day to soak up some history and patriotic fervor. What do you say?"
"Do you know how crowded it will be in D.C.? It's the summer -- tourists all over the place! Why, we couldn't walk from the Washington Monument to the Lincoln Memorial without tripping over some little kid or stepping in some dog's…"
I stopped him before he could get any farther. I realized that D.C. was out of the question. That only left south as a viable option. And as hard as I tried, I couldn't think of a prospect to the south to my liking. I cleaned up the breakfast dishes. Then it dawned on me, the perfect spot---I rushed into the living room to tell him. There he was, sound asleep on the sofa, doing what he enjoyed on a Saturday—napping. The perfect end to a perfect summer Saturday—before it had really begun.
**The first practice begins on October 6th at NKMS Auditorium at 7:00 pm. **
**The play selected will be determined by the number auditioning.**
