"I want to eat a gun!"

Friends.
It has been way to long since we've last spoken!

I apologize for the delay.

Quarter of a Century Birthday Bash went splendidly.
Had a grand time partaking in the Hibachi for the very first time in my little life.
Yeargain and I had actually, both, never eaten at a Hibachi so we got to sit in the front two seats....afterall, we were the guests of honor.

Tons of food, and flames, and bad jokes like...rolling an egg acros the counter while the chef yells, "EGG ROLL!".
And I got shrimp thrown at my face, multiple times.
Success.

For a classier part of my birthday, my family did take me to Galatoire's.
Yum. Yum. Yum.
We had Oysters Rockefeller, Cauliflower au Gratin, Shrimp Remoulade, Eggs Sardou(two poached eggs on top of two artichoke hearts on top of creamed spinach topped with hollandaise sauce), and sweet potato cheesecake.
I feel disgusting just thinking about it.

Two days after the festivities I was lucky enough to travel to Amarillo, Texas for the Region VI KC/ACTF.
Which meant a whole lot of workshops, seeing plays, and judging plays.
Also, while we were there Beau had entered into the Directing competition, and both he and Marshall had been asked to direct 10 minute plays.
Beau had asked me to be in his directing competition scene a long time ago, and I had happily agreed to play "Loud Stone" in a scene from Sarah Ruhl's Eurydice.
"Loud Stone" seems like a pretty easy fit for me.....all of you stop your laughing in agreement.
Caroline was playing "Little Stone" because she is indeed tiny, and Marshall was playing "Big Stone" because he is indeed 6 foot 7.
And on top of it all, these stones are written as 8 year old children.
Brilliance personified was our performance.
How Beau didn't advance for his directing prowess wa beyond us all, but I think we all had a swell time.

I also got to be apart of the 10 minute play Beau directed, Apple Cola Bread.
And that play was selected to be held for consideration to go to the Kennedy Center.
So hurray!
The rest of our time at festival was spent watching plays from around the region.
My mama always told me, "If you can't say anything nice, don't say anything at all."
I will abide by this rule for this one post because I don't want to offend anyone who may have had anything to do with any of these productions.

(See....I have learned some things in my wiser, older age.
But if you want to know my true feelings all you have to do is read the title of this post.)

I enjoyed my little vacay because I got lots of quality time with Beau and Marshall and Mr. Hoover and Caroline and Rebecca...
But, I must say...Texas is a very difficult place for a vegetarian to dine.
Especially, when the main attractions include The Big Texan, Home of the 72 ounce Steak!
That place was so scary. Every inch of every wall was covered in animal fur/heads.
The best thing about it was the fact that I got a plastic boot shaped mug to take home with me.
Which, since it included and top and a straw, will be making it's Mardi Gras debut next season.

The best restuarant we went to was Chili's......calm down.....only because they had black bean burgers! Yay! Vegetable friendly.
But other than that...I really don't think anything green or not deep friend is ingested in that lovely city.
Kudos to you....ya'll will outlive us all, probably.

I will round out talking about the trip with my final comment about trying to watch Marshall board an airplane.
6'7" wall of man trying to board one of those tiny express jets is maybe the funniest thing I have ever witnessed.
The end.



*~Favorite Quotes of Trip~*

"I want to eat a gun" --Marshall (as much as I want to claim it)

"If I put 4 1/2 lbs of meat in my stomach I would die." --Kevin

"I'm sure they lept to their feet like freaks!" --David

"Not very often you freak out a clown." --Marshall...he's just funnier on his home terrain.



And now I'm back to the real world, or working and schooling and rehearsing.

Last night was our first off book night for Act I of Iguana.
Not a pretty sight.
At least James and I are funny when we call for lines.
Not exactly calling so much as yelling obscenties followed by a hushed..."line, please".

Tennessee was surely having himself a good laugh last night.
No doubt.