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More tales out of "school"

I know you guys are probably sick of them by now, but we're in our last two weeks now, so bear with me. :-)

Forgot to mention that my neck was stiff driving home Friday night, and I'm sitting there thinking "Why is this? What did I do differently tonight?" Then it dawned on me that what I did differently was spend fifteen minutes washing the ceiling. *facepalm* (Figured it was the least I could do. Especially since I'm taller than anyone who usually does the cleanup.) It got all the way in the corner of the room, about five feet from where I was standing. But on the ceiling.

Still boggling over that one, although it hasn't happened again. Last night was actually a bit of a delayed reaction, as the blood pack failed to burst on the first try. Nothing weird with the blood on Saturday night, but I did learn that it's mighty difficult to play dead while convulsing with silent laughter because an audience member reacted to the gunshot by announcing "That was really loud!"

My first, wiggy-with-a-capital-WIG, death continues to elicit sympathy. Which, despite the fact that I keep reporting on the other one (because, really, the game of "Where will Claudia's brains end up tonight?" is just too fun), is actually the feedback that has made me happiest with this show. I'm a firm believer in actually caring that a character dies, and get very bored very quickly if a piece doesn't give me that. (Exhibit A: The Blair Witch Project, which failed to scare me not because I was too jaded by Hollywood special effects blah blah biddy blah, but because I was ready to kill all three protagonists myself by about fifteen minutes in.)

Also, my buds were there! I love my buds! :: waves to iingaartist and mannoftalent ::

We are dark tonight. I get to go home and remember what my house and my brainiacfive look like! (ETA: Ooh, and watch Heroes in HD. Score!)


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Oct. 22nd, 2007 12:53 pm (UTC)
I know you guys are probably sick of them by now,

I can't speak for anyone else, but I'm really enjoying these little glimpses from the "wrong" side of the stage. :-)
Oct. 22nd, 2007 03:52 pm (UTC)
I'm a firm believer in actually caring that a character dies

Poor Lula! I think it's the final lines of her death scene that nail it. I'm trying to remember the exact words -- something like, "But I liked you" -- where she's not even begging for her life, she's just trying to figure out WHY someone would kill her when she'd been a nice person.

Oh, and the "That was really loud!" chick was still shaking (and giggling) all the way down the stairs to the next scene. You definitely achieved a lasting gotcha moment there. :-)
Oct. 22nd, 2007 04:42 pm (UTC)
Yay! Thanks! :-D
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