Saturday, November 20, 2010
Musical guests usually arrive early to rehearse, before I'm at the window. But on Mondays when we do two shows, there's a long time between afternoon rehearsal and a performance in the second show, so occasionally I get someone coming in for the second time.
There was commotion outside just as I got to the window. I stuck the camera out and blindly snapped one shot, not knowing who was there or if they were even in the frame.
The paparazzi flashes tell me it's a celebrity, and the red hair at the door tells me it's Reba. But now the sun sets early--the ledge is dark--my flash was off. No gum visible.
I'm not giving up that easily.