Nah, j/k. We've got plenty of other nasty things to do to the Porn Room before we bid adieu.
There's still a few folks you're waiting to meet, but today I wanna bring it back a notch for the only one of this crew that I feel ever-so-slightly bad about calling a Jerk Who Is Making This Shit. Michelle Carlene Roth, our all-star stage manager, kinda sorta got roped into this gig by a half-lie on my part. "Super-easy gig," I said, "the only thing you really have to do is make sure everyone's alive!" And, technically, that's not wrong. Except I left out the part where Michelle also has to put up with the theatrical equivalent of seven (eight if you count me) toddlers eating their way out of a pile of Pixy Stix. Or the part where 'make sure everyone's alive' isn't necessarily the cakewalk you'd think. Or the part about The Basement. The other day, during a particularly hectic rehearsal (...the one where the cast discovered fire...), I mentioned that I felt like Kindergarten Cop. Michelle signed up for a full run as Kindergarten Cop. God bless her.
BUT! She also gets to be 100% in charge of the dance break. So don't try and tell me there aren't perks.
YOU MAY REMEMBER HER AS A DANCING OSTRICH! NOW SEE HER AS ONE OF ARNOLD SCHWARZENEGGER'S LESSER ROLES:
Michelle Carlene Roth aka Dear God, How Does She Do It? aka Michelle Carlene Roth!
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