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Come see me act!!!
Attn: Boston-area sadlynauts:
I will be playing the role of Orgon in an adaptation of Moliere’s Tartuffe next week at the Footlight Club in Jamaica Plain. If ya wanna see me act (and I promise you do- seriously), then come along. Tickets are only $5 (free fr children and s3ni0rz!!1!) and are available at teh door. Hope to see some of y’all thrrrr :-) Ask for directions if you need ‘em.
UPDATE: Just so y’all know, this isn’t a professional production- don’t expect fancy sets or nothin’. We’re all volunteers and we do this out of love :-)
THAT SAID: it’s gonna be a lotta fun. We have some very good actors in the show who are vets in the Boston fringe theatre scene- the d00d who plays Tartuffe is particularly fun to watch. The Footlight Club is one of the better all-volunteer theatres in the city, and JP has a fun’n'lively community of artsy folks who love to perform.
ANYWAY, it’ll be super-fun, I promise. I swear to you here and now that I will give a performance that has never been done in such detail or such care ;-)
roy edroso said,
January 12, 2008 at 0:44
Stay away from the theatre, boy. All them perfumey smells in the dressing room make you gay, Take it from one who knows!
Break a leg. (That means good luck on Bizarro World!)
robert green said,
January 12, 2008 at 0:45
ummm
does this mean i should be looking at your headshot? i am going to be doing a movie in the bay state this summer, strike pending…
also, second on ray–that stuff is waaaaaaaaaaay gay.
ben said,
January 12, 2008 at 0:46
Crazy. How far from the Forest Hills T stop is this?
Jennifer said,
January 12, 2008 at 0:58
Damn, too bad I’m about 1200 miles from Boston. Moliere kicks ass! I’ve always thought of him as the Nostradamus of the Lewinsky scandal/Clinton impeachment for his observation that “To create a public scandal is what’s wicked; to sin in private is not a sin.”
Which, I believe, comes from the play you’ll be performing. So since I can’t come see it, allow me to offer a bravo in advance.
mikey said,
January 12, 2008 at 1:16
Wow. Talk about your renaissance man. Scholar, actor, warrior, drinker, lover, fighter…
Color me impressed…
mikey
Righteous Bubba said,
January 12, 2008 at 1:17
Moliere kicks ass!
Fuckin’ A! I remember chugging down a buncha tall boys with some hits of acid in the parking lot and when I got inside the show had just about started so I lit up a J and looked behind me and I’m fucked if it wasn’t a cop! But as it turned out, the pig was cool and Moliere rocked all night.
Jacob Singer said,
January 12, 2008 at 1:21
Break a leg!
Jacob Singer said,
January 12, 2008 at 1:22
(apologies to Roy)
Smiling Mortician said,
January 12, 2008 at 1:23
Shit, Jacob — you broke Roy’s leg?
Smiling Mortician said,
January 12, 2008 at 1:24
In retrospect, I probably should add You bastard!
Jacob Singer said,
January 12, 2008 at 1:24
Wouldn’t you?
John O said,
January 12, 2008 at 1:32
Fag.
John O said,
January 12, 2008 at 1:34
Lest anyone misunderstand, I know and love several people in the “arts,” and some of them are even gay.
LOL.
Go Brad! May this be your ticket to the big time.
Snowwy said,
January 12, 2008 at 1:34
Damn. I’d love to. Your company planning on touring? To like the West Coast?
Not this century? Well damn.
Adara said,
January 12, 2008 at 1:34
I think someone needs to edit that image so that it has proper grammar: “free fr children and s3ni0rz!!1!”
Saul said,
January 12, 2008 at 1:39
Shalom Gentlemen
Hear in the Heartland we don’t act in French theatrical productions!
Jennifer said,
January 12, 2008 at 1:41
Hear in the Heartland we don’t act in French theatrical productions!
Yeah, we know. The Band of Bubbas Underarm Fart Symphony is more your speed.
Yeah, that’s right. We know all about Branson.
John O said,
January 12, 2008 at 1:43
The two most dreaded words in the blogosphere, and they are not, “Jonah Goldberg,” with whom Tucker Carlson has, tonight, achieved new lows in his booking options.
I hear the faint tick-tock flub-drub of Tucker’s show on MSNBC like a weak heartbeat.
(I’m not a Dr., but I used to play one at work.)
zsa said,
January 12, 2008 at 1:45
Jennifer? Are you serious? Such a thing exists, even if only in Missouri? Should I g00gel “Band of Bubbas”?
fardels bear said,
January 12, 2008 at 1:47
Are there car chases? Explosions? Bangled bimbos? Will anyone be hit in the face with a pie? A watermelon being smashed with a hammer perhaps? Will there be comic observations about airplanes?
No?
Then you, sir, are Frenchy McFrenchypants!
Jennifer said,
January 12, 2008 at 1:47
zsa - sadly, yes, I am sure that something similar to what I described does exist, undoubtedly in the heartland.
As to the Band of Bubbas, Sadly, No! They were used for purely illustrative purposes.
John O said,
January 12, 2008 at 1:49
*rolling eyes*
Boy, are you people stupid.
Everyone knows the true meaning of MO is that it is the home of the Garden of Eden. And if we could just get the tax rate down to 0%, we would thrive as a nation.
*funky soul-laden dance step*
John O said,
January 12, 2008 at 1:54
Hey!
I’m FROM the Heatland. My formative years were spent in a town of 1600. You couldn’t get away with ANYTHING even remotely malicious, because everyone knew your name.
When we moved there it was surrounded by nothing but farmland.
We’re not all morons. We’re quite different than the South, so get off me.
Don’t get off Saul, though. He’s a little weird, as you all would concede.
He must’ve grown up in some secret hidden Jewish cult, with meetings in basements, and Cheetohs.
ellenbrenna said,
January 12, 2008 at 1:56
I don’t believe a word of it. Everybody knows liberals despise the literary fruits of our glorious Western Civilization.
I bet it’s a trap and when you get all those suckers in the seats you are going to make them watch “Raisin in The Sun” instead.
John O said,
January 12, 2008 at 1:59
LOL, Ellen.
Perhaps, “Guess Who’s Coming to Dinner,” or, “Roots.”
Maybe, “To Sir, With Love”?
John O said,
January 12, 2008 at 2:03
I’m from the HeaRtland, too, but it gets hot in the summer.
actor212 said,
January 12, 2008 at 2:11
I would, but it’s a 4 hour drive.
I’ll wait for the blooper reel.
ifthethunderdontgetya™³²®© said,
January 12, 2008 at 2:13
I’m stuck here in Columbus (save for an impending bizness trip to Tallahassee). Good luck, Brad.
P.S. Roy, everybody knows it’s Spiderman who makes you gay.
The Obnox said,
January 12, 2008 at 2:17
I’m waiting patiently for the public dissection of Doughbob’s various public appearances today (Salon, Bow-Tie Boy’s show). You guys have a wealth of material to work with here (although Ezra has basically blown Jonah out of the water regarding his denial that he’s trying to paint liberals as the moral equivalents of Nazis). What I’m really trying to say is-
Enough with all this bread: the mob is ready for the circus! I demand…a sacrifice!
pedestrian said,
January 12, 2008 at 2:17
I grew up near Branson. It’s in the Arkansas part of MO, not the Iowa part. The Ozarks are plenty southern.
Clint said,
January 12, 2008 at 2:19
Break a leg, Brad! “Tartuffe” is a great show, and I know you’re gonna kick arse. Just please don’t start every line with “The fact is…”.
Blue Buddha said,
January 12, 2008 at 2:19
I’m going to see a friend’s band play near Fenway that Sat. night… but I’m not much into theater.
Crap… I hope I’m not the only other person here from Boston, because now I feel like I’m obligated to go. :-/
MrWonderful said,
January 12, 2008 at 2:24
Second what Snowwy said.
Bring that suckah to L.A. and we’ll *really* break your legs.
That’s what you have in mind (for some reason), right?
J— said,
January 12, 2008 at 2:25
Break a leg, Brad.
pedestrian said,
January 12, 2008 at 2:32
IM GOING IM GOING IM GOING!!!
Wait, this isn’t one of those modern adaptation deals is it?
Trilateral Chairman said,
January 12, 2008 at 2:38
En français ou en anglais?
Trilateral Chairman said,
January 12, 2008 at 2:41
Fudge. Preview is NOT my friend. Uh…en français ou en anglais?
IN FRENCH OR IN ENGLISH, DAMNIT?!
DoubtingThomas said,
January 12, 2008 at 2:51
Tickets only $5? Wow! Who subsides you guys? I do a lot of local theater and that price is outstanding. I can only assume someone else is paying the costs, cause I know $5 a head won’t do it!
Wish I was on the East Coast, though, as I’d love to see you. Never even knew you acted. Wish more bloggers did (at least on stage)!
Patkin said,
January 12, 2008 at 3:14
I swear to you here and now that I will give a performance that has never been done in such detail or such care
Just so long as it isn’t an hour and a half of you saying “moist”.
not that pablo said,
January 12, 2008 at 3:16
At any point during the play is Tartuffe holding a large sammich? If yes, then i am so there!
mikey said,
January 12, 2008 at 3:23
(save for an impending bizness trip to Tallahassee)
Umm, Thunder?
People go to Tallahassee on BUSINESS?
Really? ‘Cause I’m a little suspicious.
Seems like a business trip to South Padre, or San Diego.
On the other hand, most of my business travel is to Las Vegas.
So maybe. But I’m skeptical…
mikey
TRex said,
January 12, 2008 at 3:24
Dude, I can’t hang out here any more. The place just officially got to gay for me.
Honestly, Brad, what next? Interpretive dance?
Actually some interpretive dance by Herr Bradrökett based on Liberal Fascism might be kind of Teh Awesome.
g said,
January 12, 2008 at 3:25
Hear in the Heartland we don’t act in French theatrical productions!
Izzat so?
Le Misanthrope in Dallas
Georges Dandin in Kansas
The Miser in Illinois
g said,
January 12, 2008 at 3:25
OK, I just posted something with links and it doesn’t show up. WTF?
mikey said,
January 12, 2008 at 3:26
Just so long as it isn’t an hour and a half of you saying “moist”.
Hell, I’d pay TEN dollars to see that….
mikey
TRex said,
January 12, 2008 at 3:26
Urp!
“TOO gay” I mean.
Goddamn, see? I’m so shocked by Brad’s coming out as a thespian that now I’m scrambling my homonyms like a goddamn right winger.
mikey said,
January 12, 2008 at 3:27
The place just officially got to gay for me.
Dammit. Seeing as how TRex is my official tour guide to gay-ville, I better go too…
mikey
g said,
January 12, 2008 at 3:29
Hear in the Heartland we don’t act in French theatrical productions!
Oh, really?
Dallas Theatre Center:
THE MISANTHROPE
BY MOLIÈRE
April 23 - May 18, 2008
Stavro said,
January 12, 2008 at 3:37
If ya wanna see me act (and I promise you do- seriously), then come along. Tickets are only $5 (free fr children and s3ni0rz!!1!) and are available at teh door.
Are you hot?
EdsAppliance said,
January 12, 2008 at 3:41
Some of my best friends are thespians.
John O said,
January 12, 2008 at 3:52
Dallas is not the Heartland.
Dallas is where a hateful football team lives, and more Southern than Heartland.
We don’t do a lot of cosmetic surgery and bad hair here in the Heartland, mullet (which is still mostly southern, go**ammit!) notwithstanding.
Saul (saul@heartland.com) said,
January 12, 2008 at 4:00
In the Heartland, we only produce traditional version, never “modern” adaptations. And never liberal fascist versions! I repeat: no liberal fascist theatre!
Good wholesome theatre is what we see and perform in the Heartland. Yankee Doodle Dandy and Fiddler on the Roof come to mind.
Blue Buddha said,
January 12, 2008 at 4:01
Isn’t that The Vagina Monologues?
Patkin said,
January 12, 2008 at 4:03
I dunno, Buddha. The production I saw was about a robot in love with a toaster.
ifthethunderdontgetya™³²®© said,
January 12, 2008 at 4:12
People go to Tallahassee on BUSINESS?
Really? ‘Cause I’m a little suspicious.
There’s an apartment complex that wants a loan, mikey. Funny thing, I also went to Tallahassee back in the 80s on bizness. That was for a State Board of Administration that wanted software product to track futures and options.
Life goes round and round, but I don’t seem to get anywhere. But really, Tallahassee is college town and state capital…kinda like Columbus, Ohio come to think of it.
I’m not sure why anyone would want to go either place for any other reason.
mikey said,
January 12, 2008 at 4:15
There’s an apartment complex that wants a loan,
Ah. Well, that explains it.
When you get done, we’ve got this parking structure that wants a backrub…
mikey
Saul (saul@heartland.com) said,
January 12, 2008 at 4:16
If I was a rich man…
Da da - Da da - da da da…
It would be because of lower taxes…
Da da - Da da - da da da…
Patkin said,
January 12, 2008 at 4:17
Fuck if I know how Tallahassee became state capital either. It’s like Miami, Tampa, Orlando and Gainesville got together and decided Tallahassee had to do *something*, at least.
Blue Buddha said,
January 12, 2008 at 4:26
Yep… I went to Ohio State, and that sums up Columbus. After graduating, I wound up getting a job in Dayton… and heck, I even found that more palatable that Columbus, even though it was closer to the edge of the world.
ifthethunderdontgetya™³²®© said,
January 12, 2008 at 4:27
Tallahassee has an advantage when it comes to being wiped out by hurricanes. (I’ll skip past the college football puns, he typed sadly.)
Insurance anywhere along the Gulf Coast makes it really hard for apartment complexes, houses, jiffy lubes, you name it to get loans, or refinance same. Heads, you lose. Tails, they quintuple your rates, and you lose. Land on the edge, doesn’t matter. You lose.
Insurance is a racket, in the US of A. That’s why it’s Warren Buffett’s bread and butter. But you can’t get a loan without it.
tigrismus said,
January 12, 2008 at 4:27
Patkin said… Just so long as it isn’t an hour and a half of you saying “moist”.
Blue Buddha said… Isn’t that The Vagina Monologues?
Patkin said… I dunno, Buddha. The production I saw was about a robot in love with a toaster.
Do Androids Dream of Electric One-Slot Toaster Monologues?
g said,
January 12, 2008 at 4:31
I went to Ohio State, Blue Buddha. Quite some time ago.
mikey said,
January 12, 2008 at 4:35
Jesus christ in a bucket of clorox, seems like you guys went to every college in the world.
I’m pretty sure I missed out on something cool.
And that’s pissin me off.
But no worries. I’ll go down and beat up a canadian. That usually makes me feel better…
mikey
ifthethunderdontgetya™³²®© said,
January 12, 2008 at 4:40
I’ll go down and beat up a canadian.
Make sure you yell at him for being a hoser, mikey.
Just for me.
Blue Buddha said,
January 12, 2008 at 4:40
I was there from 92 to 97. Got a degree in Civil Engineering.
When I got out, about the only CE jobs were to build McMansions or Big Box stores… and to Hell with anything dealing with existing infrastructure. Now you know why major bridges are collapsing, steam lines are exploding, sink holes are opening up under streets, and levees are bursting. That’s planning for you under the Republican mentality.
g said,
January 12, 2008 at 4:41
Oh, hell, mikey, at Ohio State I spent one quarter drinking beer and going to football games, and the following 11 quarters skipping class and working in student drama productions (and drinking wine). I graduated with a 2.5 GPA.
You would have been ashamed to waste your parents’ money like I did - I know I am now.
g said,
January 12, 2008 at 4:44
Blue, I remember Columbus had some wonderful old neighborhoods in South Campus, with incredible turn-of-the-century brick homes.
At the time, though, I wanted to get the hell out of there and go to New York and hit the Great White Way!
Well, I got close enough, which satisfies me.
Clint said,
January 12, 2008 at 4:45
Good wholesome theatre is what we see and perform in the Heartland. Yankee Doodle Dandy and Fiddler on the Roof come to mind.
Yeaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh…umm, “Yankee Doodle Dandy” was never a stage musical there, chief. But you just roll with that.
g said,
January 12, 2008 at 4:48
Here’s some of that great theater Saul attends in the Heartland. That’s Saul on the right.
Patkin said,
January 12, 2008 at 4:49
Also, Yankee Doodle Dandy is about American yokels being compared to gay Britons. Just thought you’d like to know.
Blue Buddha said,
January 12, 2008 at 4:51
When I was there, the area just south of campus was in the process of being “gentrified” (read Yuppified). Last I heard, they tore down all those bars on High St. near 11th Ave. and replaced them with condos, Starbucks and smoothie shops.
If I stayed there, I probably would’ve moved north of campus to Clintonville.
g said,
January 12, 2008 at 4:55
“Yankee Doodle Dandy” was never a stage musical there
“Yankee Doodle Dandy” was a featured number in a stage musical called “Little Johnny Jones” - which was written for or maybe also by James Cagney back in the day. I worked 4 weeks of a touring version of it, starring [bleccchhhh!] David Cassidy in the lead role.
There were only two notable things about it 1) the road crew were two of the infamous Doucette brothers (from up around your way in Haverhill, MA, Brad), who were legendary at featherbedding and upping the overtime for the crews, and 2) Cassidy, thinking he was God’s gift to women, liked to wander the halls of the dressing room area after his shower, wrapped only in a towel.
I can’t complain about the Doucettes, cause I made a lot of money, but I guess I earned it, having to see David puffing out his skinny little sparrow-chest.
g said,
January 12, 2008 at 4:58
Last I heard, they tore down all those bars on High St. near 11th Ave.
When you were there, was the Agoura Ballroom still there? It was an old move palace/cum/rock and roll hall back in my day. Really crumbling and gritty, but great. I saw LaBelle play there on their first tour.
Rightwingsnarkle said,
January 12, 2008 at 5:00
Hmmm, me and the missus were looking for a cheap date next weekend, and this might be just the ticket.
Probably too late for a reservation at Ten Tables. Is the Arbor Restaurant still in biz? Of course, there’s always the cheap steak at the Galway House.
Decisions, decisions.
Used to live in JP back in the day…27 years ago to be exact. Over on Beaufort Rd., right off Centre Street. Triple D’s was the place to eat, though I hear now it’s mostly a biker bar/crack house.
Anywho, very glad you brought this up. If we go, I’ll hunt you down for an autograph.
Arky - Professional Peace Disturber said,
January 12, 2008 at 5:00
Hur hur. UR gonna b an orgon.
/12 year old
Sorry I can’t make it, and since this is a Frenchified play: Merde!
mikey said,
January 12, 2008 at 5:01
Ok, I know, there’s important matters afoot and shit, but I just found this and have to share.
It’s from Wikipedia. And it’s important information, and I’ll continue to cite this unless and until somebody proves it wrong.
Here we go:
*AHEM*
The English word fart is one of the oldest words in the English vocabulary.
I’m better off for knowing that…
mikey
Blue Buddha said,
January 12, 2008 at 5:03
Yep. But it’s under a different name: The Newport. Probably different owners, but it was pretty much the same gritty old movie theater turned rock hall.
g said,
January 12, 2008 at 5:09
The English word fart is one of the oldest words in the English vocabulary.
mikey, are you familiar with Benjamin Franklin’s modest monograph, “Fart Proudly”?
RandomObserver said,
January 12, 2008 at 5:21
Will there be copious drinking afterwards, and preferably beforehand as well? ;o
Also while theater is stereotypically very gay theater guys get laid like nobodie’s business.
John O said,
January 12, 2008 at 5:28
We should take it to the next level: What married couple can’t laugh at farts? And is that an indictment of marriage, or a larger philosophical point?
About something?
g said,
January 12, 2008 at 5:34
Listen, as long as we’re talking about farts - I had the most extraordinary experience a couple weeks ago when we flew back home from Chicago. SOMEONE on the plane was farting, like every ten minutes, the entire 4 hour flight.
It was appalling, and the worse thing was you didn’t know who was doing it.
pedestrian said,
January 12, 2008 at 5:35
Hmmm, me and the missus were looking for a cheap date next weekend
I offer a discount to couples …. *wink*
John Bender said,
January 12, 2008 at 5:36
Moliere really pumps my nads.
/Breakfast Club
ifthethunderdontgetya™³²®© said,
January 12, 2008 at 5:36
It was appalling, and the worse thing was you didn’t know who was doing it.
OMFG, it was the islamoliberalterrafartists™!
This has to be good news for Ghouliani.
g said,
January 12, 2008 at 5:37
OMFG, it was the islamoliberalterrafartists™!
Yeah, I should have pulled an Annie Jacobsen.
El Cid said,
January 12, 2008 at 5:38
g: you musta been ridin’ w/ Goldbutt.
Actually, one time that happened to my brother and after a while he got tired and just started yelling out for someone to please go to the bathroom or could the airline please ventilate the plane.
For whatever reason it seemed to help.
mikey said,
January 12, 2008 at 5:40
SOMEONE on the plane was farting, like every ten minutes, the entire 4 hour flight.
It was appalling, and the worse thing was you didn’t know who was doing it.
Um, sure, but I’ve GOTTA ask.
If you could determine the, er, guilty party, what would you have done?
Told them to stop that goddam farting right now?
Offered them a tums, or Beano ™ or kicked them in the balls? Sorry, different thread…
mikey
g said,
January 12, 2008 at 5:44
Well, that’s the problem, what could you do? And even worse, I realized that people were looking at me, just like I was looking at them.
But, honestly, it was horrendous.Damn, airlines are very tight quarters. I THINK, if it had been me, I would have tried to go to the toilet, or asked the stewards for some tums.
Do you suppose someone who’s chronically flatulent just doesn’t notice it anymore?
mikey said,
January 12, 2008 at 5:47
I had a boss that I’m certain didn’t even notice. He’d rip ‘em in the middle of some serious meetings. I never invited him along, but sometimes he’d invite himself. Good guy, good businessman, bad salesman. And stinky…
mikey
g said,
January 12, 2008 at 5:59
There was a guy I worked with who was famous for some rip-snorters. We worked on a work crew in theatres. One time I was working up in the upper levels of the theatre with another friend, and this guy was working out in the alley, unloading the trucks. My friend and I looked down at the floor, and you could see people come reeling in from the alley, holding their noses.
As we watched, you could see the fumes spread from stage left to stage right - by members of the crew getting a whiff and recoiling and moving away. It was like some horror movie where the humans are stricken by some invisible cloud. It was amazing.
Lesley said,
January 12, 2008 at 6:01
Is there a talent you SadlyNosian writers don’t have? You can write, photoshop, and now act?
I trust Brad won’t have freudian slip ups like this Christy guy. Har Har.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VPFQ4kor3I4
John O said,
January 12, 2008 at 6:04
T.J. Lambert of Semi-Tough fame, and allegedly, Brett Favre of real-life fame have this skill, or so it is known and alleged.
mikey, if you think Hemlock was cool, you’ll think Semi-Tough is funny, if you haven’t read it already.
Arky - Professional Peace Disturber said,
January 12, 2008 at 6:16
Or the farter lives with someone who smells worse, so by comparison he thinks his farts are little puffs of jasmine and orange peels.
And yes, I use the masculine pronoun intentionally. I know women do fart but you can’t deny male superiority when it comes to clearing a room or causing a mad rush for the elevator doors.
mikey said,
January 12, 2008 at 6:21
Dunno from that, but here’s my Hemlock quote of the night.
http://www.box.net/shared/use4bnaw44
mikey
John O said,
January 12, 2008 at 6:47
Ah, mikey, that’s a beauty. I hated Pope by then.
Read “Semi-Tough,” at least if you’re an old (which I know you qualify for for this purpose) sports fan, which I’ve never gotten the impression you are, but and because you’ll think it is funny regardless.
Sorry, everyone, couldn’t figure a way to comment on mikey’s link.
mikey said,
January 12, 2008 at 6:57
Kinda makes you want to look booger in the eye and…
Whoa. That’s gonna leave a mark…
mikey
John O said,
January 12, 2008 at 7:11
…crush his fingers in the door? Knock his stool out from under the feet and stop on his nose?
Just guessing, m. For the record, I could never officially get that violent.
I was lookng all over the place for when Hemlock says to Mr. Loo the Brit Top Spy, “I’m sorry, I arrived at an unfortunate period in your history, the 20th Century,” or something along those lines.
mikey said,
January 12, 2008 at 7:28
You mean this, John?
http://www.box.net/shared/zk8ykapwgk
Yep. Good shit…
mikey
g said,
January 12, 2008 at 8:03
Pleasant dreams, everyone.
jp said,
January 12, 2008 at 18:37
Tartuffe is a great play to be doing now: hypocritical and vice-ridden preacher using his status as a man-of-god to manipulate the gullible, line his pockets, and fulfill his sinful urges. It really screams for a modern-dress interpretation.
Have fun, and break a leg! (not literally).
atheist said,
January 12, 2008 at 20:01
People go to Tallahassee on BUSINESS?
Really? ‘Cause I’m a little suspicious.
Mikey:
The company I work for has sizeable branches or business relationships in Amarillo, TX, Memphis, TN, and Winnipeg, Canada. And it’s a pretty large, wealthy commodity futures trading company. So, I’m not really that surprised.
atheist said,
January 12, 2008 at 20:03
Dear Brad,
Beak a leg dude! (not really)
Sounds like a great role- Orgon is the head of the household right?
Anyhow, have a great, fun production.
Smut Clyde said,
January 12, 2008 at 21:36
One of these days I plan to write an adaptation of Hamlet, from the point-of-view of Yorick’s skull. It will be considerably shorter than the usual version.
Patkin said,
January 13, 2008 at 0:08
Smut:
It’ll be the Rosencrantz & Guildenstern Are Dead to Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead!
Yorick Is Still Quite Dead, All Said.
Smut Clyde said,
January 13, 2008 at 2:25
Stoppard stole my idea.
EdsAppliance said,
January 13, 2008 at 3:09
YORICK!
Batocchio said,
January 13, 2008 at 13:22
Cool! A great play. The Miser might still be my favorite Moliere play, due to seeing a stellar production of it. I’ve directed The Imaginary Cuckold. But break a leg!
kenga said,
January 14, 2008 at 18:23
I’m gonna guess Patkin was hitting the Plutonian Nyborg before the show.
http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0082509/quotes
Artiface said,
January 21, 2008 at 19:05
All them big brains and you can act too? How do you carry your head around without toppling from the extra weight?
No seriously…great blog here. My coffee cup has been empty for half an hour, and I can’t seem to drag myself away to the kitchen for more. Unprecedented!
Bravo (or brava)
KHT