So I've been busy lately.

I moved in June. It was nice. The new house is pretty big and I have roommates that I adore.

I took on another coaching job—at the university—and it was fun and frustrating and tiring, and is now over.

I was in a show

and it was grand. They needed a tumbler and I was the only person they knew that could run up a wall and flip off it.

I ended up teaching Cosmo essentially how to do it and then spotting him through it during the show. We put in a gag where I chase him around and act like i'm going to throw him into the wall and he runs up and over my head.

The audience loved it every time.

Then, the night before we open, the director comes up to me and tells me I need to fill for a minute/minute and a half so they can do a more comfortable quick change, so I'm to show him some kind of routine tomorrow night before curtain.

So I walked down some stairs on my hands (every night for three weeks—I was pretty proud of myself) and then did some flips off things and circus back-handsprings. A little nervewracking, but lots of fun. Yes, that's what they made me wear.

But aside from using me for tumbling, I also got to do quite a few other things and also some crew work. There was also some tap dancing.

It was a good show and tons of fun to be in and around. I've been quite sad that it's over.

The best part of the show, though, was the people. Everyone was really great, but the three I have pictures of and spent the most time with were:

How can you beat that, right? So we would all get together and jump on the trampoline and stay up very late watching movies and hanging out and it was grand.

We had many fancy dinners and pancake meals and I got to christen one of my most favorite possessions.

I've been contemplating making a list of my most favorite things and those plates would be very high on that list. And the dinner was good, too. But the company was the best.

It's been over a month now since it ended, so it feels weird to be only just telling the story. I don't know exactly what to do about that, but I'm definitely having trouble trying to recount it all with the freshness and enthusiasm it deserves.

I think I'm still tired from the trip. Which is another story that needs to be told before it gets even older. Rad.