c9 | Popcorn Pictures!

For everyone who missed the show -- turns out, this was *everyone* except my devoted

leapfish -- here are some pictures and random notes for you. If you'd like to watch the show at a rate of 2 frames per second, where you have to advance the frames yourself, visit this page to see 347 still photos from opening night. Thanks

robsgoatfarm for taking them, and

mccorpsecorpse for the camera and hosting! I'm including photos of the shows I was in below, but you can see all twelve shows at that page, in the following order:

Bonedock Jones, England's greatest detective
What It's Like, a conversation (and clothing switcheroo) on gender roles
Parental Guidance, a cute take on parents' wishes for a child's first date
Weed Dreams, described below with pics
War To End All, cell phones and the battlefield, together at last!
Broken Mirror, a moving scene on abuse and response
INTERMISSION to allow a breather after that very serious one
Something Went Wrong, described below with pics
Middle Earth Dating Service, featuring Smeagol on a blind date.
On Second Thought, or, Love in the 21st Century, featuring a hooker, a writer, and an office worker, along with a dancing Orgy troupe.
The Key to the Mystic Halls of Time, described below with pics
Fairy Tale for Boy and Girl, a hilarious two-person four-character uncountable-laughs show.
Lewd Loves of a Lusty Laundress, described below with pics.

Now, since this is my journal after all, far more attention shall be paid to the shows I was on stage for. Wooo!

	Our excellent logo, hanging at the back of the stage. It's cut from fibreboard (like the back panel on your BILLY bookcase) and was quite the operation to create. Nobody wanted to save it last night, so now it's small pieces of trash. tear
Stage and seating at the St Jacobs Church Theatre. Spiffy little space, if a little creaky in the stairs department.
	Weed Dreams. We (along with thousands of others) show up early for an important session with THE LEADER. It's suggested that I'm late. Very late.
We spend about seven minutes clapping nonstop.
	Turns out to be a bit much for me.
I'm dragged off by guards because I stopped clapping first, but Tanya plays Spartacus and gets dragged off instead.
	Something Went Wrong. I first carry a case of beer on stage. then I return dragging a dead clown. It just goes downhill from there.
"Honey, look. There is nothing I could possibly say that could even come close to justifying why I brought home this dead clown. You're just setting yourself up for a big letdown."
	"We'll relax, eat dinner, drink some wine, and when we're done, we'll cut this poor bastard up and bury him in a shallow grave in the woods and put this whole dead clown business behind us once and for all."
Randy didn't like my idea so much.
	The Key to the Mystic Halls of Time. I'm playing an online RPG the entire show, and have been "up all night again, jackass!" in the words of my girlfriend. Not shown is mccorpsecorpse, my partner in crime, who has also been playing all night.
I ignore the half-naked girlfriend in favour of the Cave of the Beholder, the Tunnels of Tandora, and the Path of the Damned.
	I beg and plead for her not to go... until I figure out where the Key to Yesterday is hidden!
I end up all alone, but so pleased with myself for having finished the game. Chris has returned to the real world, but me not so much.
	Lewd Loves of a Lusty Laundress, in which Andrea has just found a prince's shirt, a pirate's shirt, and a Scottish Lord's shirt in her laundry. Gradually, we three all appear (shirtless of course) and fight for her love.
I have regal plans for her. No seriously.
	She takes turns hanging off our arms in the middle of th swordfight. That made quingawaga (and us) nervous.
This is me feeling a quickening in my loins. No seriously.
	Poor Steve had to fight two people with his freakin' giant broadsword. To avoid killing anyone he basically kept it still while the rapiers were bounced off it occasionally. :)
Steve killed the pirate, then me. Then Andrea objected, so he just wounded me. "Ow!"
	Then she decided that I should win instead. On closing night I accidentally hit Steve, and my rapier created two cute little holes in his undershirt. Fun! (deep breath to slow heart rate once I was offstage)