East Lansing was good to us. Union crew was pretty decent, know what was going on and eager to help- always good. Everything went pretty well. The man who focused the lights was called Jim, and I thought he was calling me “Sir” all day, but turns out he was calling me “Sarah.” (I didn’t figure this out until load out when we said “Sarah” while she was with me.) That was really the only funny thing. When I was micing the kids for the show, Kyle and I both started putting random extra pieces of tape on Stella’s face, then
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