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I was not cast in Sordid Lives. I have a hard time believing that, but it's the truth. 

Kevin pointed something out. Anthony hasn't been precasting his shows lately, but he definitely does what he can to encourage the people he wants to come out for them. I sometimes wondered if I would have been cast if I auditioned for Calendar Girls. Were all those actors that much better and more suitable for the parts than I was? But I noticed when Anthony puts out audition notices on Facebook, he often tags certain people. He signals to the world who he wants in his shows. He did not tag me in any Calendar Girls or Sordid Lives posts. He never envisioned me in any of the roles.

So I will audition for Oliver. I was chatting with a theater friend about it a couple of weeks ago and she suggested I go for the role of Mrs. Sowerberry. I doubt I will get it, but I'll give it a shot. It's always good to aim high so the director can at least hear you read. Maybe Nancy likes me enough to give me the Strawberry Seller or the Rose Seller. There isn't much in the way of adult ensemble in Oliver, so I will have to accept that I might not be on stage much, but that might work in my favor in terms of my schedule. Auditions are not until August. I have to start preparing.

If I had been in Calendar Girls, I would not have been in The Prom and I am so happy to have had that experience even though I spent as much time on stage changing sets as I did performing. Maybe this will be a positive  experience as well.

I have a long weekend ahead. I am seeing Schmigadoon on Broadway tomorrow night. I feel as if I should be doing something more for the holiday, but not sure what. I am looking for black-owned businesses to patronize. There are sadly not many restaurants near the theater district that are black owned and Kevin doesn't want to go out of his way for dinner. I was trying to see what is black-owned in my own neighborhood and the only business is a seafood restaurant (and I hate seafood). Kevin wants to go to the barn during the day as well and the area around our barn is total redneck. It's not a place where I feel black-owned businesses will be welcomed. I initially told Mom I would come over and swim tomorrow, but we want to go to the barn since we have to go to the city for Father's Day dinner on Saturday night and we may not be able to come home on time. 

With Sunday being the longest day and the official start of summer, I was hoping to have a picnic dinner to watch the sun go down. Unfortunately Kevin has rehearsal.

So this weekend will be a mixed bag of fun, family, and white guilt and I will have to find a fun way celebrate the solstice solo.