DR Cilla maybe it is time you had your own key to get into your parent's house. You never know when you might need it.
Yesterday, I went to see a local production of a show called "The Somewhat True Tales of Robin Hood" by Mary Lynn Dobson, put on by Olympia Family Theater. They produced the original musical version of "The Wind in the Willows," that I was involved in last year. This was a delightfully silly and funny show. It was a small audience, but they loved it. Here's the synopsis from OFT's website:QuoteIt sure is hard to be humble when you’re a swashbuckling, egocentric super-hero. But our gallant guy-in-green tries his best as he swaggers through The Somewhat True Tale of Robin Hood, a frantically funny, Monty Pythonesque retelling of the classic. This time around, the legendary legend, in his never-ending quest to aid the needy, encounters a lovely damsel-in-distress (oddly obsessed with skin conditions); an ever-scheming sheriff who would rather bowl a strike than hit a bull’s-eye; a gold-hoarding, bad-guy monarch wannabe; and a good-natured “Town’s Guy” who manages to make his way into every scene, whether he belongs there or not. Combine them with an expandable band of spoon-wielding Merry Men whose collective IQs equal six, and you’ve got an irreverent jaunt through Sherwood Forest you won’t soon forget!
It sure is hard to be humble when you’re a swashbuckling, egocentric super-hero. But our gallant guy-in-green tries his best as he swaggers through The Somewhat True Tale of Robin Hood, a frantically funny, Monty Pythonesque retelling of the classic. This time around, the legendary legend, in his never-ending quest to aid the needy, encounters a lovely damsel-in-distress (oddly obsessed with skin conditions); an ever-scheming sheriff who would rather bowl a strike than hit a bull’s-eye; a gold-hoarding, bad-guy monarch wannabe; and a good-natured “Town’s Guy” who manages to make his way into every scene, whether he belongs there or not. Combine them with an expandable band of spoon-wielding Merry Men whose collective IQs equal six, and you’ve got an irreverent jaunt through Sherwood Forest you won’t soon forget!
It's a public holiday today but I'm off to do some work at the archive.
Quote from: elmore3003 on April 01, 2013, 04:25:07 AMGood morning, all! I had a terrible night of sleep. I turned off the lights at 10pm, slept well until around 1:30am when I had a huge ROBERTA anxiety attack. I got up around 2 and caught up on HHW posts before I sent back to bed around 2:30. I slept poorly the rest of the night. So, I am ready to head to Toyland. I'll continue to proof the first edit and I'm meeting one of the singers I approached last week about the leading role for coffee at 2:30. I am hoping, too, that today we get a final answer from the producer's choice for the role.Well, at least tomorrow you'll have a visit from Anthony. That should make you smile and forget some of the tsuris.
Good morning, all! I had a terrible night of sleep. I turned off the lights at 10pm, slept well until around 1:30am when I had a huge ROBERTA anxiety attack. I got up around 2 and caught up on HHW posts before I sent back to bed around 2:30. I slept poorly the rest of the night. So, I am ready to head to Toyland. I'll continue to proof the first edit and I'm meeting one of the singers I approached last week about the leading role for coffee at 2:30. I am hoping, too, that today we get a final answer from the producer's choice for the role.
Thank you to all here at HHW for the thoughts that were sent yesterday. I appreciate it them very much, and I will pass them on to my sister & family.Since I also have a brother named Mike, I have to be very certain when talking to people that I am speaking of my brother-in-law.
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Had a good flight and relatively stress-free drive home from Baltimore-Washington International Airport.
Quote from: Jane on April 01, 2013, 01:08:54 PMDR Cilla maybe it is time you had your own key to get into your parent's house. You never know when you might need it. Or in this case if you need to get in instead of waiting.
Wouldn't that be loverly?
