a day of rest

Will post pictures soon of the hot costumes and food from Friday evening. And plus too all the photos from the competitive Turbo Cranium games from my cousin's housewarming.

I really enjoyed the directing by Del Ray Cross of Paolo Javier's "A Play, A Play" using the characters as a chorus to create scene and place and juxtaposed to Del Ray Cross' B. Murray in the corner.

John Brumit and his piano typewriter (or was it typewriter piano?) was intriguing. Unfortunately we couldn't stay to hear him play his corn on the cob (no joke!), and I wondered if that sounds like a kazoo.

And oh, I wish we could have stayed too for the "Who is JT Leroy?" play because their costumes made ours seem tame by comparison (Could their timing have not been better?), but we had to make it to the birthday dinner before the restaurant closed at 9.

Of course, our play, was a truckload of silliness, madcap mayhem, and various dropped lines and cues that still made it to the last scene. It was a load of fun! Even though I was struggling to remain upright as I was in the full swing of a nasty cold. For clarification, only the fire flame tights and red/black boa were from post Halloween shopping. Though I don't pull them out often, my wardrobe does contain, a tight fitting black mini, knee high leather boots, and a black lace bustier and leather vest which I axed for the show.

It was fun too for the cast to let their more silly sides out into the public. Many of them found themselves to be bigger hams than they realized. The play has been quite a stretch for them and for me. I never thought I could really write dialogue. I never thought I could really do extensive humor.

Next up, I'm looking for an artist to turn, "the Laureate" into a mini-comic book to be part of a manuscript I'm working on this year. So, if you know any talented sketchers, let me know.

We also stayed to watch Chris Vitiello's "A Vinculum" which according to the dictionary is "a horizontal line drawn over a group of terms in a mathematical expression to indicate that they are to be operated on as a single entity by the preceding or following operator." It was like an English class for Math theory majors which in a sense, seriously engages both halves of the brain at once. I did feel sorry for the wooden flamingo that lost its body at the end of the scene. My vote for best props, it created a surreal landscape of questioning with scissors, a tree shedding leaves, a book, a plate of meat with a Detroit accent, and a door through a maze of what is real or symbolic, function and purpose, and whether it is necessary to create new words for boxes or is it, like the meat said, "just splitting hairs." Intense!

After all that, my brain and body need a rest.