Why weren't there more people at last night's performance of Walking Shadow's production of 36 Views? It's a play where most of the characters lie constantly to each other. ( What better Valentine's Day entertainment? )
A robodyke is like an onion. Onions have layers. You know what else has layers? Parfait. Everybody likes parfait. When you're like, "anybody want parfait?" ain't nobody like "hell no, I don't want no parfait".
Holy crap. I did not recognize you in all that, um...black drapey stuff. That'll learn me not to read my program thoroughly. Way to, uh...kurogo. Yes. It's a verb now.
Um, because it was VALENTINE'S DAY. And if they were truly cool, they were at the erotic poetry slam instead, where I rocked the house until the third round when I did a sad, sexless ex-love poem and got booed off the stage. Okay, I'm exaggerating. But the point is, the time to see 36 Views is tonight. For bonus points, my friend Claire is interpreting in ASL.
Also... when do I get to see you? We live in the same city now, for godsake!
Oh, gods. Erotic Poetry Slam. Let me count all the things that are wrong with that phrase. I'm glad to hear that you enjoyed yourself and did well, though. Sorry about the booing.
We should get together. But not at my house, as, alas, you are allergic to my house (or one of its denizens). mistoffo wants to get together for beer and 36 Views discussion. You could join us.
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Also... when do I get to see you? We live in the same city now, for godsake!
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We should get together. But not at my house, as, alas, you are allergic to my house (or one of its denizens). mistoffo wants to get together for beer and 36 Views discussion. You could join us.
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