Well, I came home from the Center for Puppetry Arts with my string puppet in hand (flapping away), a flying dinosaur that I knew not the name of unlike my counterparts -- young children in the puppet-making workshop who could name all kinds of dinosaurs. I also came home singing "fly-iing, fly-iiing, flyyyyyyy-iiing." Jon Ludwig's Dinosaurs is a real treat for those who Kathy Cox might have otherwise left behind. It was a real treat for me, too. Puppetry is sheer genius.
The Ghastly Dreadfuls II: Handbook of Practical Hauntings and Other Phantasmagoria...OMF**G. This was great fun, intelligent humor and showmanship, wonderful puppets and stories. Besides hamming-it-up dancing on stage with some ghoul, my theater companion insisted on sitting at the table with a lone masked fellow during intermission [shown here with his big cheesy grin, but I know he was a bit melancholy cuz' he couldn't enjoy his beer through those tightly clenched teeth]. I humored them both and conducted a little interview that went something like this:
Me: Hi, I'm writing a blog about all the shows I'm seeing and folks who I meet at those shows. Would you like to say something for me to post on my blog?
Him: The Devil likes beer.
Him: Send money, I need a raise.
Me: If you were the devil, that would be even funnier, I mean, being raised, y'know...
Him: I am the Devil!
Yes, I was busy during intermission, making lots of notes, you know, randomly eaves-dropping on your conversations and comments just so I could post them here for others to enjoy... busted! Here's my favorite: "I never thought I'd be yelling Ghoooost Busterrrrrs... with Julie!" Well, you did... we all did! I overheard this one, too, "I know what you kids are up to!" And those pesky folks from Oglethorpe University's Theater Department sitting right behind me had to go and talk about food--pancakes, boysenberry syrup, y'know... and that gave me an idea... IHOP after the show. The Devil likes IHOP.