1. What first attracted you to theater? Growing up, I was a shy, introspective geek/nerd. Being on stage allowed me to be someone else, though. It allowed me to shed my inhibitions, to be who I wanted to be instead of who I was. It was larger-than-life, an escape from a me I didn't particularly like.
2. What would be the one song you would sing at karaoke? Probably The Who's "Behind Blue Eyes." Or maybe Sinatra's "Fly Me to the Moon." Both great songs comfortably in my range.
3. What first attracted you to rugby? I was thinking about this last night during practice. I vaguely recall several years ago telling someone that I enjoyed contact sports like football and basketball, but that I would never be so crazy as to attempt to play rugby! I run a flag football league in Arlington and am captain of a summer softball team at work. There's this guy at work that I had been bugging to come out and join us, but he always had to decline because of rugby obligations. Finally last winter he turned the table on me: when I asked him about football he started talking up rugby, telling me I would be a good fit for the team and the sport. I figure that I'm moving to England, where American football, softball, and basketball might not be so popular; I would need a sport to play, and I am not athletic enough for soccer or have the least interest in learning cricket. Rugby seemed like a natural choice. My friend sent me links to rugby primers and lent me some DVDs of World Cup matches. The sport seemed really interesting and really not as violent as people think, so I decided to check it out this past spring. It's been both a lot of hard work and a lot of fun, and I'm looking forward to my last two games of the season tomorrow and next Saturday.
4. Where would you go to get away from it all? Those who have known me for a few years will see this answer coming from miles away. There is an island of the Azuero Peninsula in Panamá, on the Pacific side, called Coiba. It is a practically unspoiled natural paradise. (My last trip to Coiba was before I began online journaling, so I have no online pics, but here's a picture-laden post I wrote back on Xanga about an aborted trip to Coiba in 2002.) I think as long as I had easy access to books, food that is not seafood, the internet, and Chargers games, Coiba would be my dream place to live. And it's not an easy place to get to, by boat or any other means, so it makes an ideal place to get away from it all.
5. What has been your funniest experience in theater? Ah, I was telling alfie1981 and muffyjo about this one after rehearsal on Wednesday night. When I was in junior high, I played the role of Teddy "Roosevelt" Brewster in Arsenic and Old Lace at the local high school. As you know, Teddy thinks he's President Roosevelt building the Panama Canal in the cellar (which was inherently funny to us at the time since we were living in Panamá within a half-mile or so of the Canal). Now, the tech crew never got around to building a cellar door until just before opening night. I had always rehearsed opening the imaginary door inwards. Well, opening night arrived, and the audience was dead. Nobody was laughing at a single one of the jokes, and the cast was starting to get really nervous on stage. At the end of my first scene, I exit via the cellar door to go dig another lock in the canal for another "yellow fever" victim. I started to open the door inwards. I got it about 3 inches ajar before it stuck. I pushed a little harder, and I could hear reaking, but the door was definitely stuck on something. I was already nervous about the lack of laughs and was not going to stand for something else going wrong that night. Whatever was blocking the door could get pushed out of the way! So, I heaved my massive body into the door and … CRACK! The entire door and hinges came off the frame. You see, the tech crew had never bothered to ask how I open the door, notice how I had been rehearsing opening the door, or tell me how the door's hinges had been set, and I just assumed the door was set to open inwards as I had rehearsed. Well, we got our first laugh of the night, the rest of the evening was a smashing success, and the stage crew managed to fix the door during intermission.
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