I think it was Saturday night, though I shall have to check with BJ to be sure.
There is a blackout when Edna dies. In the blackout, she takes off her coat and her tennies and replaces them with a pair of gold sandals and a boa. The rest of us ho's are standing behind the scrim, watching her. All of a sudden, I got a whiff of the scent I associate with Jim's ectoplasmic presence. Just after that, I heard a sound, like a shoe dropping on the stage floor.
When the lights came up, and BJ started her stately "fan dance," I noticed she was in her stocking feet, and one of her shoes was upstage of the bench she had been sitting on, and four or five feet away from where she had been sitting.
When she came off, she told us that the shoe had literally jumped out of her hand, and, in the blackout, she had no idea where it was, or how it got there.
I think Jim might have thought she could hurt herself, dancing in those high-heeled sandals.
WOW JT that gave me the chills!
ReplyDeleteHe seems to go everywhere with you.
He is definitely around. I am not having any luck with the dream communication yet, though.
ReplyDeleteMaybe when I get his ashes out of here...
Speaking of getting his ashes out of there, we need to get in touch with Betty and get a plan in order. My manager wants exact dates that I'm going to be gone.
ReplyDeleteOK. I'll make a reservation later today.
ReplyDeleteBrendan and I need to be in Philly on the 27th. That's all that is carved in stone right now.
Ah, Jim just has one of THOSE senses of humors.
ReplyDeleteBack in my deep >mumble< past (1976), I was in a Melodrama at the Hat Creek Playhouse (in Arctic CA). Craig T. Nelson (yes, Coach Incredible) co-directed it (this was during his hideout from Hollyweird, in fact, may have directly attributed to his return in Poltergeist, because, as we all know, the bug only goes into remission -- but I digress). Anyway, one night Craig decided to see what our lead, a Shasta County Superior Court Judge, would do when thrown a curve ball, so invited himself onto the stage as a drunk in the Cafe Scene. Damn he was good -- though it was, admittedly, very RUDE. He told us that, when he did time with the RSC, the rules were: you weren't allowed to destroy the show, and you had to get yourself off the stage. [In this case, a slurred -- "I'll go when I tell myself to go." =Pause with drunken burp/hiccough= "You may go." "Thankyew." =hic!=)(When he reappeared back in the audience, the woman on the opposite side of the pew (our back row -- the theatre was the old Grange Hall), edged FAR away as she could. He wasn't famous yet.)
ANYWAY, playful messing with other actors -- while *I* wouldn't (after all, I have to work with them again -- AND, every audience paid to see the show, not me squirreling around) -- is a long tradition.
Of course, we DID scold Jim. He probably liked it.
=shaking head= Squirrely Spirits.
Wow that is amazing. I hope no one was too shookup?
ReplyDeleteI think he just didn't want BJ to try and dance in those shoes. They weren't the same shoes she had trouble with the last time, but Jim probably heard her worrying about them. I don't think any of us were shook...after all, I'm the only one who can smell him.
ReplyDeletePlus, it's a theater. You can argue that a majority of theaters are haunted.
Also, in life, Jim would NEVER mess with anyone on stage.