If you’re a theatre-type person, you have probably, at some point, read, seen, or even performed the lil’ comedy by Chrostopher Durang known as “The Actor’s Nightmare” in which some sad schmo (how the hell do you spell schmo anyway?) finds himself the star of a play he has no knowledge of (I am aware of the dangling preposition, but feel it is appropriate, thank you). Well – I believe the director’s nightmare is some sad schmo who finds herself struggling to control a production in which ALL the actors seem to have no knowledge of. Sadly, I am living this nightmare right now – I just hope that the performances don’t end up giving me actual nightmares. Oh well, it will be over by the end of next week, and then I can put this production to rest…ha-ha.