To all interested parties:
I know. It's hard to believe. I thought I'd lost my touch. That is, I thought I'd forgotten how to act, or whatever. Be on stage. I had an actual "Oh holy crap I think I forgot how to project my voice" moment at the auditions the other night. Truth.
But, the director must be desperate, or a fan of argyle and plaid (both of which I wore, unintentionally), because he let me in anyway.
I get to rehearse for a play all through the busy/crazy Christmas season now. Yay?