25 August 2005 (yesterday) (tomorrow)

I went to see Merrie in Greg Allen's production of The Last Two Minutes of the Complete Works of Henrik Ibsen.  She was excellent, better than I've ever seen her.  It reaffirms my theory about the need for a good director.

Afterwards, I tagged along with her mom and dad and witnessed her and Greg have a fight, which seemed to emanate from the pressure of having me, her mom and dad along.  I bowed out as soon as I figured this out-- I had a plane to catch anyway.