My gratitude is deep, possibly infinite, and probably accompanied by a small drumroll – so thank you to all.
To my Human Anchors:
Dustin, my steadfast partner-in-chaos, for listening when I was frustrated and reminding me that my show frustration follows the same schedule for each show. Your ability to endure my melodrama from miles away is nothing short of heroic.
My mom and Tamara, who came from New York to keep me—and my dogs— alive. From feeding me to hanging posters, your steadfast support allowed this show to happen. I love you both & won't forget your bravery in reluctantly leaving winter storm warnings & the bitter cold of NY to endure rehearsal chaos.
Melissa, for your daily memes, moral support, and uncanny ability to distract me just enough to get things done. You are officially a legend.
Kimy & Kelly, who stepped in to help with Matilda and Junie when I needed to be elsewhere, keeping everything on track while I finished this show. Your dedication is as wonderful as a perfectly timed cue — and just as rare!
To my Miracle Workers:
Kaya McCoy, whose set-building superpowers turn chaos into perfection. Nobody quite like l her exists on this planet, and I adore her.
Erin Perchalski, for dropping everything to create art once again, and for executing an unknown one-person boycott that will live in my mind forever.
John Pettit, and his prop-making dream team Ken & Rick, who make the tiniest details matter so much that the show comes alive. Your ingenuity is unmatched.
KLS Drama Club parents and students, who staffed concessions and ensured the money returned to the program. Your dedication (and your willingness to handle sticky snacks and odd hours) is endlessly appreciated.
To the Chaos Tolerators:
My Dedicated Cast, who trusted me to bring the best possible show to life even though my mind rarely moves in a straight line. You brought laughter, fun, and maybe just a little chaos too — all of which kept this production alive and absolutely unforgettable.
Jonelle, for keeping everything running — scheduling, tech, advertising, and production —and for understanding enough about how my mind works to get the show done - and done well!
The Key Players Board, for trusting me with the vision and giving this show the wings it needed to take flight (or at least flap dramatically in the right direction).
To the Believers:
Plantation Key Government Center, for letting us rehearse in peace, and for tolerating our frequent shouting, singing, and general nonsense without calling the authorities
Murray Nelson Government Center, for letting us build sets, rehearse, and perform our hearts out closer to showtime. Your generosity and tolerance for chaos make you true champions.
And our audience, for bringing laughter, joy, and your full selves. May your happiness ripple out into the community, and may you tell your friends to come see the show—or at least return yourselves for more absurdity.
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