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Thursday, June 23, 2005

Alone at the Theater

Everything seemed to be pressing against my getting to the theater last night. First, Elizabeth planned a girls night out, and I had to decline because that's my ACT night. Then Fred mentioned that he had to switch his dates, which meant he and his date (usually Malaya) would not be there that night. Then Rick has come down with a nasty cold that has dropped into his chest and has him coughing terribly. He thought that 2 hours of stifling coughs in the theater would be less than fun. So I made a round of phone calls, calling a half dozen or more friends who I thought ~might~ be free and intereted. Everybody was busy. So at 6:45, I took a deep breath and hit the road alone. There was a gentle nagging in the back of my head wondering why so much had conspired to keep me away that night.

But I got to the theater to see Edward Albee's "The Goat, or Who is Sylvia?" It was funny. It was dark. It was emotionally challenging. I really enjoyed it. In fact, behind the Gamester, I think it was my favorite of the season. It had some great linguistic banter, and a truly fabulous line about being too bright not to see the dark and morbid humor in the world that goes over most people's heads. I wish I could remember it exactly.

On the way home I found myself in construction traffic on 101, creeping through traffic at 11pm as though it were rush hour. I gave Fred a call, happy to have someone else to discuss the show with for a few minutes. It was an odd, off-kilter play for an odd, off-kilter day, so it was a perfect match. Even if I was alone in a theater with 800 other people.

1 Comments:

  • Gah. Sorry I didn't respond to your message. I didn't get it till late since Crystal and I went out to dinner. Glad to hear you enjoyed the play even without company.

    By Blogger Karen, at 11:36 AM  

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