SassyBlonde

Ahhh... a night off. It's a beautiful thing.

We were actually lucky enough to score a night at a Hyatt tonight, where we had the afternoon and evening off following our matinee. We were up at the crack of dawn on the bus and out, and we trekked over to Ohio for an early show and then a night off. I went in search of some good Indian food with The Maestro, which I'm sure will cause the rumor mill to kick into high gear tomorrow.

The rumor mill on this tour is especially vicious, namely embodied in a couple of specific people who will take any fact and run with it. It really cracks me up, but I can already tell from the looks that I got from one of the singers and a couple of violinists that they think something's up, so I really need to find a way to nip this in the bud. Because honestly, how many of you out there think I'd cash in on D to roger some older dude? For fuck's sake.

And of course, since it's the first night we've had off, there was a party in the pianist's room tonight. Piano Parties are legendary on this tour. She's a really sweet dingy lady, and she somehow manages to pull in the whole orchestra for a party in her hotel room at least twice in the course of any given tour. Maker's Mark? Check. Glassware? Check. (The perks of Hyatts even extend to the little things.)

Now I'm for bed in a Hyatt Grand Bed. Alone, mind you. Hell yeah.