Not your gradeschooler's Harry Potter...

These are probably safe for work, but suggestive of the play's content.

Our local paper yesterday had a little blurb in the entertainment section about a group of parents who are horribly distressed at "their" Harry doing a play like this -- a play that anyone, anyone can go to, that might end up scarring their little darlings from the horror of seeing Harry Potter's junk. The parents issued a plea to Daniel Radcliffe to think of the CHILDRUN and never, ever to accept such a role again.

My personal feeling is that any gradeschool kid who gets dragged to see Equus is going to be scarred so badly in so many ways that naked Harry Potter isn't even going to register.

Yeah really, what's more terrifying than naked adolescents? Hmm, maybe... mutilating horses?

Shiny website though, I love the animated Muybridgesque linkies.

Joe said that if I were to go see the play, that the horridness of Equus would make me forget nekkid DR. I told him, no. Other way around.

I was pretty scarred when I saw the film but I think I was 15 at the time and more in love with horses than boys.

Hair is cut, grocery shopping is done. Laundry is underway, but will take for freaking ever because the coin slot on one of the machines is jammed. And no, I didn't notice that until I'd loaded the washer and put in the soap. Of course. And I have 3 loads.

I am really, really, really not getting a headcold.

flea, I've been in a similar situation (unruly neighbors, worrying about retribution) before, sadly. I think you'll be fine. And keep calling the cops as necessary.

Our local paper yesterday had a little blurb in the entertainment section about a group of parents who are horribly distressed at "their" Harry doing a play like this -- a play that anyone, anyone can go to, that might end up scarring their little darlings from the horror of seeing Harry Potter's junk

People are so stupid sometimes.

Although, who am I to talk, because I'm sitting here wishing I had a bottle of wine in the house, but not enough to put outside pants back on to go buy one. Instead I'm sitting here Ilan-style with my hoodie on, watching TV off my DVR.

I feel like such a slug. So far today, I've eaten breakfast and played with one of the cats. I think I need to go put some laundry away or something like that.

Although, who am I to talk, because I'm sitting here wishing I had a bottle of wine in the house, but not enough to put outside pants back on to go buy one.

Well, yeah, but you're still one up on the Harry Potter/Equus parents. After all, you're not forming a lobbying organization to beg someone else to be responsible for your decisions and think of the CHILDRUN before they stand back and let you sit around not wearing your outside pants.

You're not, are you?

I'm not!! At least I keep my dopiness to myself.