Decimated Ranks

We were severely short-handed yesterday.  Three actors and two writers were absent, but we didn't let that stop us from having some fun.  Every sketch got a run through yesterday, and we had writers filling in for actors in every sketch.

Yours truly got to take a stab at every sketch yesterday.  So, yesterday I got to be: an alien foot soldier who's a conscientious objector (of sorts), a woman on a first date with a man who has an exotic illness, a maniacal villain (with a German accent), a bumbling Slim Pickens cowboy, a succubus, a newlywed fleeing a sinking ship, a foghorn, an overbearing Jewish mother, an overbearing Catholic mother, an overbearing protestant mother, a nervous high school boy trying to work up his nerve for the big dance, a woman on a first date from hell, a mother with linguistic hang-ups, an alien commander who hates humanity (and jorts), and a reverend presiding over a same-sex marriage.  Whew.  Having that much fun in a couple hours should be illegal.  Oh, and Dave kissed another man yesterday.  His promiscuity is becoming less and less of a laughing matter.

I don't how useful yesterday was for blocking, but the actors at rehearsal are pretty much off-book by this point.  Things are coming along nicely at this point, and we get to start using props next week.  You know shit is getting real when toys are involved.

We are also compiling the music for the show.  I will be mega pissed if Ted Nugent's "Wang Dang Sweet Poontang" is not included.  Some Color Me Badd would also be nice.

I have no captures from yesterday's tomfoolery on stage because I left my camera in the car.  However, I do have one iPhone picture from the beginning of class:

Yes, it says "Michigan Sex Doll."

This was my present for getting accepted into the Conservatory.  Never has something so disgusting made me feel so loved.  The genesis of the term "Michigan Sex Doll" is a most crass inside joke.  No, I don't care to explain.  But what you are seeing is a watermelon stuffed with shaved salami.  I proudly paraded it through the streets of Old Town after class.  Some former fratboys seemed offended by this creation, no doubt they were having flash backs to suppressed memories of hazing rituals.