Yes, it's that time again. No, it's that post rehearsal, "I have a life/free time" time again. Well, maybe not a life per se. Maybe it's more of a "I have time to play Dungeons and Dragons" time again.

Yes it is always a little weird when play rehearsal ends, and my weeknights once again have some free time. It is always both liberating, and vacating at the same time. Hmm... I don't know if vacating is the right word. It leaves, sense that there is something missing. Like when your dog Max went to live on that farm.

But there was no farm.

Well, I guess I’d better fill that void by engaging myself in community service. Or auditioning for another play. Or sitting on the couch eating ice cream, watching Samurai Jack, and complaining about how the government never gets anything done.

Lousy government.