Dance, Little Monkey. Dance!

Had a lovely first rehearsal today for The Underpants.

Looks like the director, Tracy has assembled a top-notch cast of comedians for this one -- every one a comic gem. All in all, a really great day -- we had a general meet & greet, saw design presentations, and read through the script a time and a half; I think the whole process is gonna be alot of fun. And I get to work with a number of old friends. I'm really looking forward to the rehearsal process.

What I wasn't looking forward to was the dinner to which we were all invited after the rehearsal; it was hosted and arranged by a board member at a nigh-unto baronial house in one of the tonier neighborhoods just outside of Pittsburgh. I was, I must confess, a bit afraid that it was going to be one of those things where rich people are pumped for money and actors are expected to prance about entertaining the rich people so they feel less resentful about having their wallets emptied.

Happily, it turned out to be nothing of the sort.

What it was was a nice evening of cocktails, hors d'oeuvres and dinner with a number of friends of the theater. It was -- as advertised -- a very nice way to welcome the actors to the theater by feting them with a nice evening. Thoroughly classy, if you ask me.

I didn't feel the need to cavort like a dancing monkey at all.