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Well, after five rehearsals and several weeks of practicing, I got up on stage Wednesday night (Valentine’s Day), and moaned. I moaned in 18 different ways. Luckily, our director, Sheila O’Connor, had the bright idea of including all the other cast-members in the moaning, so probably no one in the audience will remember what I sound like specifically.

It was a big challenge to moan, not to mention to say “vagina” so many times, but I’m glad I did it. I wanted to get over being embarrassed by the word itself, and also the location, and I wanted to contribute to a political cause that I believe in: the ending of violence toward women. But mostly, I wanted to have fun.

And I did!!

I also wanted to get up on this stage that Mark Twain stood on and see how it felt, just in case I should maybe rent the Nevada Theater and put on a talk there. I like being in the audience, but I like being on the stage even more. 250 seats, and then a balcony for overflow. The seats are arranged in a slight curve, so you feel like you’re in the arms of a hug. It’s wonderful.

I seem to be unable to get photos on this page that are the right size, so here are two tiny hints, and for more, go to: http://www.tommyg.com/VaginaMonologues/index.html