(entry written en route to) Stockton, CA

Well, kids... BACK TO THE SALT MINES!

Everyone has regrouped, and we're getting prepared for three more weeks of The Road. The break did wonders; all of us got to spend time with friends and/or family and/or lovers, which has lifted everyone's spirits. Morale is high, ladies and gents! Morale is high.

San Fran has been good to us. How can you go wrong, really, in the land of brown rice and coffee houses? Gay Pride flags fly everywhere, and women dress funkier and freer here than pretty much anywhere else I've ever travelled. There is a laid-back, party atmosphere, even on a work-day, and even on Easter Sunday. I spotted several "Sisters of Perpetual Indulgence" yesterday-- drag queens in their finest, with bearded and painted faces, roaming the streets after their yearly celebration of all things queer (and 'blasphemous')! It's a funny feeling, to feel at home someplace that's 3,000 miles away from where you began.

Tomorrow we have two shows in Stockton, and then I have no idea what happens next. Laura has all of our schedules with her!

Anyways, the drive up to Stockton, very beautiful. The bay, San Fran from a distance, the mountains, and blue sky... even the weather seems to have cleared up for us.

And in less than three weeks -- 19 days, actually-- we should be back in New York. Not the end of the contract, just the end of The Road. A lot of fun has been had, and no matter what, acting is ultimately what all of us really want to do. Sure, there have been tough spots, dark days. In every choice you make, there are sacrifices you have to live with, disappointments you didn't foresee... there are very few people who can say that everything in life lived up to their exact expectations. But it's the little bumps in the road, the little imperfections, that bring into sharp focus all that IS perfect in our lives.