Check this out. We were reviewed today in The Age, which is exciting (and even more exciting when it's online and there's a pretty picture).

We're getting full houses now, and it's really fun to sit in the crowd and watch the brilliant "ensemble cast", who I must remember to take with me everywhere I go. They really do make me look good.

Tonight's show is being sign interpreted for the hearing impaired too, which will hopefully mean that everyone gets to see our show. Everyone in the entire universe. Mission accomplished.

So apparently I said this in the paper.

Wow. Sure is controversial.

Any publicity is good publicity, right?

Right, guys?

Guys?

We don't have a show on Sundays or Mondays, which is quite strange when it gets to seven o'clock and you're not showing people into their seats but in fact you're sitting in one yourself in your pjs watching crap TV and eating home-cooked vegies with your housemates.

I can see why sportspeople get off on the adrenaline though. Don't know what to do with myself.

So do you know what I ended up doing?

I saw this show.

I helped out with the show a little bit, so I'm slightly biased because Christina's a very clever girl... but it's great. It's funny and it's a cool story and it kind of makes you want to go and live in the country with a pet goose, a pair of tracksuit pants and a bottle of wine.

Check it out at Victoria Hotel at 7pm (same time as our show but it's on Sundays at 6pm as well).

Meanwhile, our show is heaps of fun and I can't wait to get back into it.

See you chumps there!

Here's our first review.

... one more show tonight and then we have a couple of nights off. Given I slept through my only social engagement in four weeks this morning, that's probably a good thing.

Very big apologies to my lovely cousin, who I stood up this morning. I'm still in my pyjamas. I've never stood anyone up in my life without doing it deliberately (but that guy totally deserved it). Today, I broke my clean record in spectacular fashion.

Obviously I had forgotten how exhausting this whole thing is.

Please nobody remind me of this next time.

Here are a couple of photos from the official opening night of our show.

This is Miriam and Dylan (who play Paris and Dad) after the show...

This is a representative down the younger end of our demographic (this is him before the show - I spoke to him afterwards and he apparently very much enjoyed the play's one swear word)...

And then this is Ropes (who performs in the play) telling me a story...

... which had a pretty funny punchline...

(Thanks again to Stew, resident photographer)

So we had our first preview show last night.

Bit of advice: turn up early or you might get locked out.

Despite running overtime, we had a fantastic time and the show was great fun. Our audience was pretty close to capacity and despite getting some cheek from some of them in the back lane afterwards, they were lovely too.

Also, we heart Brunetti's in Carlton. Check this out:

... This is our producer, Rita Walsh, swanning about in the foyer with delicious treats for the delighted audience. The one with the gorgeous hair is my sister and the one with the shaggy brown hair is Noack, who falls asleep in cupboards.

Despite what the above photo might indicate, I did not know most of the audience. In fact, I wondered where they all came from. Which is nice.

And here's me. Being sensible.

Check this out:

... we have a preview show tomorrow night and this guy gets to wear his pjs!

How fun is acting!