During my last show on May 24th, I noticed that the group in the front was rather festive.  I thought "wow, some of my family came to the show and I didn't realize they were coming!"

When the lights came up- I looked at them, and had no clue who they were.  There was a man and his three children; ages 17- to mid 20's.

"I'm Greg," the man said, introducing himself.  "Clare gave me your book, and I passed it on to all of them," he said as he gestured to his kids.

So the show is coming to an end.  The third run of a wild ride.  

I had a relatively small crowd this past Sunday and was thinking that it's probably a good thing that we are closing for a while.  It takes a lot of energy to talk for 75 minutes straight- and this crowd was so quiet, I thought they were going to throw tomatoes at me.  

Then I met a woman named Anna.