And then it was over.

I never thought that I would miss these kids so much. And it's only been like an hour, good grief. Easily the best of the BXPEs. If I can't work on this play next year in some form I'm going to have to kill someone who can and impersonate them.

We're gonna rock, maul, pillage and burn, we're gonna rock-maul-pillage-and-burn- EAT THE BABIES.

I never thought I would say this, but I think I'm starting to love warm-ups. Maybe it was the kids, but I actually enjoyed that ridiculous "Ooh, I feel so good" 'game'. Nothing like being able to count to 39 as a group with your eyes closed and no overlap.

We're gonna rock, maul, pillage and burn, we're gonna rock-maul-pillage-and-burn- EAT THE BABIES.

I've also started to enjoy singing. After singing through American Pie and Be A Man and Joy to the World god knows how many times in the boys dressing room, it's gone beyond silly rituals to something I actually look forward to and like doing.

We're gonna rock, maul, pillage and burn, we're gonna rock-maul-pillage-and-burn- EAT THE BABIES.

I have taken more than 400 photos and several videos with my camera in the past few days. Theater people are wonderfully photogenic. Ian can jump very, very high.

We're gonna rock, maul, pillage and burn, we're gonna rock-maul-pillage-and-burn- EAT THE BABIES.

I can't wait for this summer. I hopefully will be working full time as production manager for the summer youth program, which means seeing a lot more of a lot of wonderful people. Life can be awesome, sometime. Also, Merry Christmas, Happy (Hanukkah/Chanukah), Jolly Kwanzaa, Mirthful Solstice, or whatever floats your spiritual boat.

We're gonna rock, maul, pillage and burn, we're gonna rock-maul-pillage-and-burn- EAT THE BABIES.