...it was Mary, Mary/ Long before the fashions came/ And there is something there that sounds so square/ It's a grand old name....
I said I wouldn't read it. But there's no reason you shouldn't:
Mary Johnson's review of The Glass Menagerie at Chesapeake Arts Center's Studio Theater
Tickets still available at the Chesapeake Arts Center.
I am available to have beers both tonight and Saturday night, post-show, if you ask. No carnation necessary.
(Mary's A Grand Old Name; George M. Cohen, 1906)
16 March, 2007
15 March, 2007
Compensation, Anyone?
...He's the special god son in anybody's land/ hey, hey, hey, hey, hey....
Someone finally moved into the house at the top of my street, the one that stood vacant for a year and a half after the silent little crone moved away/died, then it burned, then stood vacant and untouched for another six months, then was gutted and rehabbed, then was put up for sale, then stood vacant for another nine months.
The yard no longer holds the red-and-white realtor's sign. It sports instead a large cage containing a Rottweiler and a Pit Bull. There is a Harley chained to the back porch, and a filthy Ford pickup out front.
I think I don't have to wonder about the gender of the inhabitant.
Or the size of his penis.
(Macho Man; The Village People)
Someone finally moved into the house at the top of my street, the one that stood vacant for a year and a half after the silent little crone moved away/died, then it burned, then stood vacant and untouched for another six months, then was gutted and rehabbed, then was put up for sale, then stood vacant for another nine months.
The yard no longer holds the red-and-white realtor's sign. It sports instead a large cage containing a Rottweiler and a Pit Bull. There is a Harley chained to the back porch, and a filthy Ford pickup out front.
I think I don't have to wonder about the gender of the inhabitant.
Or the size of his penis.
(Macho Man; The Village People)
12 March, 2007
Fluffy Speaks
...You are my sunshine, my only sunshine/ You make me happy when skies are gray....
Head cocked to one side, assessing: "I don't think purple underwear suits you."
Hmf. The man who bought it for me seemed to like it.
*
I finger a wool coat of which I have no real need: "You don't have to buy it just because it's Mimi-pink."
That's true. Also, I switched to leather because wool coats are such pet-hair magnets.
*
I grumble that when I asked a friend how he liked the show, he mentions technical difficulties of filming it rather than commenting on my performance.
"People aren't vending machines, Mom. You can't push a button and get what you want."
*
The kettle whistles: "Mama! I'm going to tea you!" Then suddenly he shouts,
"POUR!"
(You Are My Sunshine; Ray Charles)
Head cocked to one side, assessing: "I don't think purple underwear suits you."
Hmf. The man who bought it for me seemed to like it.
*
I finger a wool coat of which I have no real need: "You don't have to buy it just because it's Mimi-pink."
That's true. Also, I switched to leather because wool coats are such pet-hair magnets.
*
I grumble that when I asked a friend how he liked the show, he mentions technical difficulties of filming it rather than commenting on my performance.
"People aren't vending machines, Mom. You can't push a button and get what you want."
*
The kettle whistles: "Mama! I'm going to tea you!" Then suddenly he shouts,
"POUR!"
(You Are My Sunshine; Ray Charles)
11 March, 2007
Post-It (TM):
...Old Mother Hubbard went to the cupboard to get her poor dog a bone./When she got there, the cupboard was bare...
The night Daylight Savings Time begins is a particularly bad time to run out of dog food.
(Traditional Nursery Rhyme)
The night Daylight Savings Time begins is a particularly bad time to run out of dog food.
(Traditional Nursery Rhyme)
10 March, 2007
Full Retail?
...got lotsa style got my gold diamond rings/ I can go for miles if you know what I mean....
Hot pink pashmina wrap (gift from That Girl) over black leather trenchcoat (Burlington Coat Factory, 8+ years ago, astoundingly reasonable) atop black trousers (?) with pointy hot pink ankle boots (eBay) with hot pink Matt & Nat handbag (IBID, less than half retail) in the grocery, looking for Marischino cherries, nearly as difficult to find as to spell.
I find myself on the receiving end of a furtive but approving glance from a very stylish black lady.
My inner grin lasts the rest of the night.
(Get The Party Started; Pink)
Hot pink pashmina wrap (gift from That Girl) over black leather trenchcoat (Burlington Coat Factory, 8+ years ago, astoundingly reasonable) atop black trousers (?) with pointy hot pink ankle boots (eBay) with hot pink Matt & Nat handbag (IBID, less than half retail) in the grocery, looking for Marischino cherries, nearly as difficult to find as to spell.
I find myself on the receiving end of a furtive but approving glance from a very stylish black lady.
My inner grin lasts the rest of the night.
(Get The Party Started; Pink)
08 March, 2007
Timely Edit
Apparantly, the correct time for the Sunday Matinee shows is 3:00 PM, rather than 2:00 PM.
My apologies for passing along inaccurate information, and I hope no one has been inconvinienced in any way.
My apologies for passing along inaccurate information, and I hope no one has been inconvinienced in any way.
05 March, 2007
Hell Week
...if you wanna know about the bishop and the actress/if you wanna know how to be a star/ if you wanna know about the stains on the mattress/you can read it....
Tennessee Williams' The Glass Menagerie opens this Friday March 9 at the Chesapeake Arts Center at 8 PM. It will run two weekends only, and close on the 19th. Shows on Friday and Saturday nights are at 8 PM, and the Sunday matinees are at 2 PM. Tickets may be purchased in advance or at the door, and are $12 for members and $15 for non-members.
The director told us not to read the review. As if we're going to get one. Nobody reviews a show that runs only two weeks. It's idiotic. And what a thing to say to an adult actor! "Don't read the review. It'll change the way you act."
Still, since I am partially in this for the experience of working with a new director, I'll do as she says, and if there is one, I won't read the review.
I'll get Coco to read it to me.
(Sunday Papers; Joe Jackson)
Tennessee Williams' The Glass Menagerie opens this Friday March 9 at the Chesapeake Arts Center at 8 PM. It will run two weekends only, and close on the 19th. Shows on Friday and Saturday nights are at 8 PM, and the Sunday matinees are at 2 PM. Tickets may be purchased in advance or at the door, and are $12 for members and $15 for non-members.
The director told us not to read the review. As if we're going to get one. Nobody reviews a show that runs only two weeks. It's idiotic. And what a thing to say to an adult actor! "Don't read the review. It'll change the way you act."
Still, since I am partially in this for the experience of working with a new director, I'll do as she says, and if there is one, I won't read the review.
I'll get Coco to read it to me.
(Sunday Papers; Joe Jackson)