Fire & Ice
Politics, culture, and other oddities.

Thursday, November 16, 2000

It has been rather uneventful Friday night. I would even venture to say "boring." I went to a play, "The Mystery of Edwin Drood." The premise is really interesting. Charles Dickins began writing a great mystery novel ("The Mystery of Edwin Drood" no less) but tragically died before he could finish it. The play that I saw is a bit of a play-within-a-play: A certain theater company is performing "The Mystery of Edwin Drood" and the cast alternates between their characters and their characters' characters. That made no sense. I do apologize. Basically, the audience votes on the ending, including who the murderer is, and what couple ends up together. It was a uniquely interactive theater experience... fun stuff. The poor cast had to prepare some twelve different endings though. Eek. I'm getting those I-crave-being-on-a-stage-again feelings... call me an actor dork. I do believe I am, thank you very much. I get a little weird when I'm tired. I'm going to sleep, goodnight.
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