Reader's Theater

I am reading tomorrow for a coworker's original script at the Concord Auditorium. The few rehearsals have reminded me why I loved acting and hated it, and why it is a good thing I left it. Simplest form: It is bad for my character. Ironically, I may be better at it now than I was then. No matter. Still not good enough to make a living, and the danger of descent into more obnoxiousness remains high.