Seanie and I managed to get a couple of days off together for the 4th of July weekend, so we thought it might be nice to head up to Oregon for a few days.  Specifically, we wanted to check out Crater Lake, since we've never been, and then maybe catch a play or two in Ashland on our way home ( Read more... )

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ROMEO AND JULIET

A love to die for
When you are passionately, purely in love, nothing else matters-not even life itself. Shakespeare’s consummate tragedy of young lovers swept into a catastrophic vortex of misunderstandings, secrets and fate is set in 1840s Alta California-a vibrant and conflicted time in our history. Romeo and Juliet, the son and ( Read more... )

WHITE SNAKE

Serpent spirits, meddling monks
In a beloved Chinese legend, a snake spirit disguised as a beautiful woman falls in love with a young scholar. White Snake keeps her true identity secret from him, but a disapproving monk persists in unmasking her. With the help of Green Snake, White Snake summons all her magic powers to defeat the spirits ( Read more... )

ANIMAL CRACKERS

Hello, I must be going!
Hurrah for Captain Spaulding, the African explorer, skirt chaser and wise-cracking guest of honor at a posh Long Island house party. High jinks meet high society when he and his cronies mix it up with social climbers and stolen paintings. Written for the Marx Brothers, this slapstick madcap musical busts out ( Read more... )

Today, Seanie and I drove up to Ashland, Oregon on our annual pilgrimage to the Oregon Shakespeare Festival. (If all goes according to plan, it is the first of two trips this year.) As we traveled north through California, we listened to Neil Gaiman's Anansi Boys.

Over the next few days, we plan to see three plays: Animal Crackers, The White Snake, ( Read more... )

Woke up. I had been smart enough to do most of my major packing the evening before. I rolled out of bed, grabbed my toiletries and hopped in the shower for a quick wash. Everyone else had showered the evening before, so for once there wasn't a line. Once I was dressed and back in the dorm room, I quickly ripped the sheets off the bed and shoved ( Read more... )

Banana pancakes in the dorm cafeteria. Cold eggs. I should have stuck the mess into the microwave, but my brain was so foggy I probably wouldn’t have noticed if my pancakes started dancing on my plate. Ally and I ate by ourselves in a booth and discussed what to do when her boyfriend arrived. He couldn’t stay in the dorm room with us; rules ( Read more... )