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I use a lot of props at Rocky. So when I'm coming or going to the theater, I carry a cloth grocery bag, three robes on a single hanger, an extension pole, a wooden pointer, and a large portfolio. I.e., my hands are quite full.
After the show last night, I packed my crap into my car and pulled into the street. As I did, I heard a strange sound--sort of like what you hear when you pull a strip of duct tape off of the roll. I just figured I had run over something sticky, so I drove home.
It was not until I parked my car in the garage at home that I figured out what that sound was. It was my portfolio sliding down the edge of my car and falling into the street. I had propped it against my car as I was putting the other crap into the trunk but forgot to pack it. I was exhausted from the show, but I knew I had better drive back to San Pedro ASAP to see if it was still there.
Ergo, my normal 30 minute drive home after the show became a 90 minute round trip and a half. But at least when I got there, the portfolio (and its contents) was dry, undamaged, and lying right there on the street where I had inadvertently left it.
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