grasshopper pie and real grasshoppers

It occurred to me this morning (thinking back on last night's postshow hang-out on a local porch) that I'm essentially getting out all of my social time now since my March will be so crazy complicated. That's nice enough for now, seeing as I happen to like people and (though it sometimes occurs) don't always want to live like a hermit. It's kinda awful for my laundry, though, since I have box office every night this week along with TV shows I watch with other theater folk, and I might never have clean socks again.