Wait, what am I doing here...

Virginia City Opera House (sump in background!)

Just realized I haven't gone into a lot of detail about what exactly I'm doing this summer. I've answered the questions in a multitude of ways since I got the job, and it varies according to whether I'm talking to my high school drama teacher, fanny-pack-sporting tourists who wander into the Opera House lobby, fanny-pack-sporting tourists who have succumbed to our lobby chat and bought tickets, or a super chill whitewater rafting guide that I hope to meet again. So to be comprehensive, here they all are...


"I'm going to a preserved Old West town in Montana to do 19th century melodramas and vaudeville for 4 months. Virginia City. Southwest. About an hour and a half from Yellowstone according to Google. It doesn't feel real."

"Sure! We do a play that lasts about an hour. It's super slapstick and hilarious. Then there's a 15-minute intermission, and then we do another hour of super cool variety acts. It's super fun and family friendly. We're in the second half of the show right now, but there's another performance tonight at 7pm. Would you like to buy tickets?"

"Ladies and gentlemen, please take your seats. The show is about to begin. We've an hour-long performance of Box & Cox followed by our variedvigorousvagaryofvivaciousvaudevillevarietyvignettes!"

"We do plays and make enough money to finance our alcoholism and smoking habits."

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