Finished with the Red Jacket Jamboree radio show about an hour or so ago. I'm sitting in my hotel room, pretty exhausted. It was a weekend of rehearsals and writing and rehearsals again. Each time that I've performed at the Calumet Theatre, my roles have evolved. I started out as the Poet Laureate, reading a few poems. Then, I became a storyteller and poet. Then an actor and storyteller and poet. Then, a singer and actor and storyteller and poet.
This time, I was a a writer and actor and storyteller and poet.
I've enjoyed the whole process. But, as I said: it is exhausting.
Now, Saint Marty is thankful for his bed and his family, who drove up for the taping of the show.
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