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Department of w00t
Dec. 2nd, 2007 10:59 pmGot the call this evening just before walking into the theatre for A Christams Carol: I'll be playing Theo in the local premiere of Carl Sternheim and Steve Martin's The Underpants. Now I've really got to lose some weight, as I'll need to appear onstage in no more than a pair of boxers in just over four months.
Unfortunately, it means I've got to drop out of Room Service. It's not officially been cast, so I'm not "dropping out" per se, but I still feel a little crappy that I won't be able to do it, as it looked like it was going to be a lot of fun. Assuming, of course, that I'd actually been cast.
To celebrate, we screwed up a dance number in A Christmas Carol and had some of the younger male cast members place an electronic farting box in one of the set pieces for fun. I presume they made it go off during the "Christmas Pageant" as the kids had great difficulty keeping it together.
I was once fourteen, too, and still occasionally find flatulence extremely amusing, but really, once someone's shelled out twenty-five clams to see a show, they deserve better than pootsterpiece theatre.
Unfortunately, it means I've got to drop out of Room Service. It's not officially been cast, so I'm not "dropping out" per se, but I still feel a little crappy that I won't be able to do it, as it looked like it was going to be a lot of fun. Assuming, of course, that I'd actually been cast.
To celebrate, we screwed up a dance number in A Christmas Carol and had some of the younger male cast members place an electronic farting box in one of the set pieces for fun. I presume they made it go off during the "Christmas Pageant" as the kids had great difficulty keeping it together.
I was once fourteen, too, and still occasionally find flatulence extremely amusing, but really, once someone's shelled out twenty-five clams to see a show, they deserve better than pootsterpiece theatre.
