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So this is it. The big day, the moment of fate. Tonight they will be drawing numbers for this year's Minnesota Fringe Festival. I haven't been to the lottery event for a few years, since the last time I had an application in, and I am looking forward to it. I remember it being a fun event with everyone energized to see who would make it in and who wouldn't. I know a few others with applications and so will be watching for their numbers as well, but mostly I will be crossing my fingers for lucky number #10. I am determined to perform my show somewhere even if I don't make it in, but I love the whole atmosphere of the Fringe and really, really would like to bring it there. Not to mention it gives me a fixed deadline to shoot for. I'm told that the Fringe will be streaming the event live, so even if you can't make it you can still watch the ping pong action. (At least last time I went all the numbers were written on ping pong balls; it's more entertaining that way.) And then follows the joy of acceptance or the hearbreak of rejection, depending on how the ping pong balls fall for you. I hope, tomorrow morning, to find myself in the former category. We shall soon see.