Monday, February 23, 2009

I know it's been a while...

Alright, so here we go again...

This should have been posted a week ago, but I'll try to rip it from my rapidly decaying memory

Went to a fundraiser at a Catholic high school the other weekend. THe school opens its door the adults in the community and they can wander the halls, listen to live music, eat, drink lots of alcohol and gamble. You know, good Christian values stuff... anyway, we've done this a few times over the years and we've always been, let's say, impressed by the student show (a musical revue) every year. This year was no exception, it was jaw dropping in its insanity. The theme seemed to be 'love throughout the year' or some such thing. He is my recollection, month by month...

September - guy standing center stage looks vaguely familiar from a previous years show. Very eager. Wearing a skin tight white t-shirt. Has either a very dark 3rd nipple, or a huge mole on his chest. Can't remember the song that was sung.

October - we're outside a slum bar. Guy plays sax moderately well, sings passable. Don't know the song, he's apparently pining for the hooker in the bar window (Catholic high school remember). Next song is Van Morrison's "Moondance" - mic dies after the second word this section becomes lip-synced kareoke. There may be another song/dance number in here. Then, of course, "Thriller" which is the most romantic song ever written. (again Catholic school)

November - things start getting a little weird. A Thanksgiving celebration! Stage left, pigrims. Center stage, Native Americans - well, lets just call them the most sterotypical 'Indians' you can imagine. Stage right, cowboys (of course!). What song? The cowboys and indians sing "Thank God I'm A Country Boy" while the Pilgrims nod along. (again, Catholic school) Yes, the cowboys and indians getting together to sing: "Well I wouldnt trade my life for diamonds and jewels/I never was one of them money hungry fools." I just about died. It was like an Americana fever dream...

December - want to remind you once again, Catholic school. How is Christmas celebrated? With a little boy falling alseep under the tree and dreaming of girls dancing in their nightgowns. Yup.

January - can't remember. I think my mind was trying to wrap itself around the combination of the previous 3 months.

February - again, cannot remember. May have passed out from confusion.

March - Irish dancing. Why? The deep love of St. Pat's day of course. Also, the boy dancing looks like he's about 3 feet tall (a Leprechaun?)

April - we're going to the chapel, 'cuz everyone gets married in April. Also, apparently people dance around in raincoats (but don't sing "Singin' In the Rain")

May - all I remember is one kid on stage, buried WAAAY in the back, I'm going to go out on a limb and say it was because he's a bit 'husky' and more than a little goofy looking. He is also the only person on stage that seems to understand the complete absurdity of things and is playing it justly. Completely overblown facial expressions, sheer goofy joy, not even really trying to cover up choreography mistakes - just letting it go and looking like the most talented person on stage because he gets it! While the ladies are all serious and overusing their shrill voices while swallowing the microphone and the boys are completely self-concious and more than a little wooden, this kid is free!!!

June - blackout

July - balls to the wall US pride, Yankee Doodle Dandy all leading to the climactic tap-dancing midgit Uncle Sam. Americana fever dream #2

August - to be honest I cannot remember if this was at the beginning or end of the show. It was that memorable.

That about sums it up. It's always a special little treat, but this one was extra special...

Monday, February 2, 2009

Multimedia message

Yes dad, this is fun. Yippie.

Tuesday, December 30, 2008

The Snuggie

If you ever see me wearing this in public just kill me where I stand.

Thursday, December 25, 2008