Triumph on all fronts what what by Jingo
It's been such a shmeee couple of days...
First off, I uh, well I... ya see... WON THE PLAYWRIGHTS COMPETITION! BOOYAKASHA!
Yesindeed, Revenge in the Countryside is now going to the big time ("big time" here meaning small high-school community theater space). It's probably quite clear that, even though a few days have passed in which to get over myself, I still haven't.
O happy self congratulation! *Pats own back repeatedly until shirt catches fire*
But really, I mean, how could they not pick it with such immortal lines like: "You should condemn him and his lying, fiery pants!"
Then, after (or rather in the middle of the allotted time for) drama, some silly theater-minded folk assembled at our espacio for auditiones.
Just like last year really, only this year... well, you git the picture.
We were all saddled with some idiotic scenes (barring mine of course). In spite of my myriad of somewhat repulsave idiosyncrasies, Hannah volunteered to fake audition with me. (Hankie baby...) We played two eldery oldsters meeting for the first time after 55 years. The script was terrible, so was I...
I've started reading the Jew of Malta. *Wonder of wonders* it's not actually a bad play, obvious stuff aside. It'd be fun to put it on. Verily, 'twould cause a singular ruckus.
First off, I uh, well I... ya see... WON THE PLAYWRIGHTS COMPETITION! BOOYAKASHA!
Yesindeed, Revenge in the Countryside is now going to the big time ("big time" here meaning small high-school community theater space). It's probably quite clear that, even though a few days have passed in which to get over myself, I still haven't.
O happy self congratulation! *Pats own back repeatedly until shirt catches fire*
But really, I mean, how could they not pick it with such immortal lines like: "You should condemn him and his lying, fiery pants!"
Then, after (or rather in the middle of the allotted time for) drama, some silly theater-minded folk assembled at our espacio for auditiones.
Just like last year really, only this year... well, you git the picture.
We were all saddled with some idiotic scenes (barring mine of course). In spite of my myriad of somewhat repulsave idiosyncrasies, Hannah volunteered to fake audition with me. (Hankie baby...) We played two eldery oldsters meeting for the first time after 55 years. The script was terrible, so was I...
I've started reading the Jew of Malta. *Wonder of wonders* it's not actually a bad play, obvious stuff aside. It'd be fun to put it on. Verily, 'twould cause a singular ruckus.
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