Also, About Face Theatre is doing Take Me Out which I've heard fantastic things about.
HELL of a show, even if you don't like baseball (which I don't). Also, pretty naked men. Seriously, though, the love for the baseball comes over so pure and true that I caught myself liking baseball for a little bit after the show. And then I promptly killed those brain cells.
juliana, you have to surrender to the poetry of the game -- that's the secret. Baseball is a beautiful thing.
I'm with juliana. For me, while I see the appeal of musclely legs in tight pants, baseball is a boring thing,
the poetry of the game -- that's the secret. Baseball is a beautiful thing.
So is hockey (when they're not fucking striking), and hockey moves faster.
No, seriously, I can appreciate why people love it so. It's a game of numbers and of heart. However, for me, it's way too slow. I prefer my poetry set to a punk rock beat.
I don't know if it's close to what he means, but google has some connectiony stuff.
I'm not sure if that's what he means either, but it's connected enough that I forwarded the link to him.
I prefer my poetry set to a punk rock beat.
HA! Because of the hockey reference, I read this as "puck rock beat."
Annabel just came
this close
to climbing onto the sofa using one of the blocks she got for her birthday as a stepstool.
She's only been walking for two weeks or so! Yikes!
Sean, we* did Rimers, too. It was a hell of a show.
Oooh! Another heady school drama team. Rock on!
We did Six Characters in Search of an Author.
Hmm, Take Me Out could be a possibility- we're both huge baseball fans. I'm also hoping for some sort of sports bar that has satellite, and so many tvs there's a small chance of catching the Red Sox game. I know it's unlikely, but I can dream. Otherwise, it'll be a Cubs-eriffic weekend for me.