Wednesday, July 14, 2010

Rolling an idea onto the park and seeing who tries to bend it

"So" said Smut "our last production of The Mikado, was bit flat". He read the review
" This production is to a pancake like what a crepe is. More flatter".
"My brother wrote that. He's good inee?" said Evangaline Van Holsteren
"What this needs is some topical aspects" said tigris "Things happening now" she explained quickly to me.
"Must be the World Cup" I vouchsafed .
"'Cept it's over" said Evangaline Van Holsteren.
"Oh yes, it's over' I explained "Any fule knows that. But the memory of the gloriousness remains".
The gathered thespians looked out the windows.
"Also, it just needs a soccer ball" I explained "With a few jokes about Balls and such." The assembled actors did not approve of changes to the immortal script
"Yes" said Evangaline Van Holsteren "your jokes were a reel hit last time." She read the review "Another Kiwi's jokes are to jokes like what a rhinoceros is to a kitten. Not." She chuckled "That's good that is" she opined.
tigris and Evangeline Van Holsteren said that they would be the maids and Smut and Merc took the male leads leaving me to be the third maiden. "I shall wear a red hat. I explained "No one will know it's me." There were doubts expressed.
"The show must go on" I explained
"Not really" said Evangaline Van Holsteren

22 comments:

merc said...

We could not compete with the theatrics on the field, no one can.

Big Bad Bald Bastard said...

I'm a bit upset that you wouldn't use a skull instead of a ball.

Another Kiwi said...

Ahem, skull blogging is not MY department.
Indeed merc, there were great performances on display

Big Bad Bald Bastard said...

It's not skull day, anyway.

A boy can dream, though?

Substance McGravitas said...

Merciless orb bashing which nobody with a conscience would pay over 10 dollars to see. With snacks.

ckc (not kc) said...

Who's got a little list?

mikey said...

Man, you work up a good sheen in one o'those outfits and Pee YewEEEE, that's gonna wake the neighbors when you pile 'em on the back porch. Yeeesh.

Also, I wanna know what Mia Hamm woulda done after scoring the decisive goal in one o'those getups. She'd STILL be out on the field trying to get some of those layers off over her head. "No wait. I've got a sports bra under hear. I DO, REALLY!"

ifthethunderdontgetya™³²®© said...

Nice hat, A.K.

Clearly you are the fashion trendsetter on this here blog.
~

Another Kiwi said...

1. Mr McGravitas, I don't believe that anyone mentioned snacks.
2. ckc (not kc), the little list is a handy guide for patrons showing acceptable and scheduled space for laughter from the original G+S notes. Once people had paid money for their seats it was felt that it would be churlish not alert them to humourous events.
3. Mikey, bottles of Gatorade are placed around the stage to enable actors to refresh themselves. This can lead to problems such as when the Good Herr Doktor found that his Gatorade was, in fact, Gatorade. The front of the actors costumes are Velcro fastened so that goal scoring displays can be efficiently carried out. All players wear vests during the performance and vest space is available for advertising.

Another Kiwi said...

Thank you Thunder. Me and Orly, oh yeah!

merc said...

Velcro for buttons because surfers need their shorts back and you know that other thing http://buzz.yahoo.com/buzzlog/93760?fp=1
Riddled Officers were contacted regarding their flagrant misuse of fasteners at a time when..."everybody sacrificin'.
Fortunately the buttons will mean the military will be able to kill civs more quietly than at present and surfers can go back to the old way of fastening their boardshorts, he said.
Everybody wins but remember, Charlie still don't surf, he said.

This means something doesn't it?

mikey said...

This means something doesn't it?

Hey, don't ask me.

I'm just passing through, trying to deal with this whole excess saliva problem. Some eye doc down south said it's an imaginary disease.

I think it's the leeches....

merc said...

Apply some of that good mil'ary grade velcro to yo eyes man.

Substance McGravitas said...

I don't believe that anyone mentioned snacks.

I mean so little?

Another Kiwi said...

I mean so little?
For you, Sir, we have a roasted Buffalo and all it's wobbly bits inna sack to take home as well.

mikey said...

"Wobbly Bits".

Dammit, man, that doesn't exactly narrow the field. The only bits I got anymore that AIN'T wobbly are fucking well SUPPOSED to be...

tigris said...

Oh dear, I thought it was going to be more "Topsy-Turvy" than "Mikado" this time... I guess maybe I should have double-checked before I developed an addiction to laudanum in preparation.

merc said...

Committed, we like that.

Smut Clyde said...

Committed, we like that.

Stalking the asylum inmates is HARDLY SPORTING.

Smut Clyde said...

I reckoned I was made for the role of Nanki-Poo, what with my wardrobe being so often described as "a thing of rags and patches", but as AK points out, Riddled productions are all about the brave casting decisions. Well, that and about the crap wine we sell at high prices during the interval to help recoup the costs.

Smut Clyde said...

this whole excess saliva problem.

Could be mercury toxicity. Have you been exposed to high concentrations of mercury vapour, perhaps in the 18th century when it was the usual treatment for syphilis?

tigris said...

crap wine

Sirrah, that is the finest Champs d'Épandage.