The play's the thing. The last two rehearsals (today, tomorrow) before Abbie Hoffman Fest next weekend at Strawdog Theater.

I have been compiling the new soundtrack. It's quite an eclectic collection: Roger Miller, Neil Young, The Sex Pistols, The Beatles, Jimi Hendrix, The Mamas & Papas, The Stones, Vladimir Horowitz.

'Moonlight Sonata' vs. 'God Save the Queen.'

The selections are meant to reflect and illuminate the text.

Yesterday, George, unleashed a bombshell. He wants out of the production. George has decided that he wants to attend Massage School. He needs to study for an entry test, scheduled in September, and he will need to focus his energies.

'Abbie Hoffman' will be George's last performance, probably the last ever for Black Forest. You're either 'on the boat' or you are off. We need to scramble to find a replacement. On one level, I am relieved, George has been lagging, struggling physically, and I don't think he is willing to 'risk it' to take his performance to the next level.

Black Forest is definitely 'evolving' and I guess this means we will leave some behind. I believe George has taken great strides forward, and maybe his work with the group has helped him to 'change his life,' and pursue massage therapy. Maybe 'therapist' will end up being George's finest performance.

Anyway, can't stop the train now, I'm sure we'll find someone to fill George's shoes. Wonder what other suprises are on the horizon?