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May. 21st, 2004 10:23 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
enteleinIt took me several tries to get home from rehearsal last night as many of the viaducts were flooded so badly that they were impassable. A lot of cars making U turns, some of the larger SUVs and trucks braving water at least a foot deep. Not me.
Early this morning, the streets were dry, and huge puddles near backed up sewer grates the only evidence of last night's deluge. Now, though, the storm has once again picked up. There are rain lashings on the windows, and I can hear the building creaking as I sit here in my little office. Normally the creaking is much more audible and dramatic at the front desk, so to hear it this loudly back here is sort of alarming. Thankfully, the building is constructed to bend and move like this in high winds, but it still feels like we're on a pirate ship.
Arrrrr.
Marie and I caught the calm before the storm last night during a run of Act II - we both had several scenes off-stage, and so we stood out in the humidity and watched the sky darken and change - a pretty, bright greyblue to slate and bullet and then, to the north, a sort of disturbingly gorgeous purple. Latticework lightning laced through the lower clouds, while the storm clouds above provided a flat backdrop to it all. We went back in, and tried to sing the Act II finale to the accompaniment of thunder and crackling, and the light metallic thuds of rain hitting the windows and the side exit near the stage.
Early this morning, the streets were dry, and huge puddles near backed up sewer grates the only evidence of last night's deluge. Now, though, the storm has once again picked up. There are rain lashings on the windows, and I can hear the building creaking as I sit here in my little office. Normally the creaking is much more audible and dramatic at the front desk, so to hear it this loudly back here is sort of alarming. Thankfully, the building is constructed to bend and move like this in high winds, but it still feels like we're on a pirate ship.
Arrrrr.
Marie and I caught the calm before the storm last night during a run of Act II - we both had several scenes off-stage, and so we stood out in the humidity and watched the sky darken and change - a pretty, bright greyblue to slate and bullet and then, to the north, a sort of disturbingly gorgeous purple. Latticework lightning laced through the lower clouds, while the storm clouds above provided a flat backdrop to it all. We went back in, and tried to sing the Act II finale to the accompaniment of thunder and crackling, and the light metallic thuds of rain hitting the windows and the side exit near the stage.
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