Tonight was the 2nd read-through. It was epic. I ran into a piece of art (seriously, who put art in the air in the middle of an empty room?) and sat on a shitty curved thing that made my ass feel like it was sitting on a shitty curved thing...of DEATH!
Alright, perhaps I should backtrack a little bit. This summer I somehow involved myself in yet another Apprentice Players' production: subUrbia. (Can I just say for the record that the name "Apprentice Players" sucks? No? I can't? Well, that's lame.)
Anyways. subUrbia is pretty much guaranteed to be a delightful barrel of fun and laughter; something a little akin to being put into a barrel...of not fun and laughter. Yeah...I need to work on my metaphors and insults. No seriously, though it should be fun. (OR WILL IT!?)
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1) I agree about Apprentice Players, but I didn't want to be the first to say it.
ReplyDelete2) I'm morally opposed to the random capitalization of letters in titles. I mean, I used to think it was the shit, but THEN I GRADUATED EIGHTH GRADE.
3) My mom's ancestors used to make barrels in England. I don't know if they were barrels of fun and laughter, but I'm pretty sure they were delightful. I'll ask her next time I see her.
4) Hi.