The Shame, The Shame
Kelly strikes me to the quick, over here.
I know I have been remiss. The thing is, I've been doing theatre (as well as working a full-time job.) Right at the moment, I am stage managing and designing makeup for a kids' show. Before that, I was playing an snotty, condescending gringo doctor for a Latino theatre company (well, for a show by a Latino theatre company, anyway.)
So here I am--doing what I swore I would never do (i.e. ft job, show by night). But at least I'm getting a couple bucks for it. But, oh how I miss my bloody fuck plays. I've actually started working on a guerrilla performance piece--mad scientist goes around places and weaponizes things. I think I've almost figured out how to make a Big Mac explode.
Be all that as it may, I will endeavor to make myself heard more often around here. I'll see if I can find something nice and wet to post this very day.


5 Comments:
come on, Richard.
I've been waiting for something nice and wet all day.
don't leave me hanging...
Is not a weaponized Big Mac big and wet?
Some people are so hard to please.
Bloody Fuck plays...good times, good times.
Shouldn't pon t'ang have one more O in it? poon?
Subtlety, Fock, subtlety.
Pon T'Ang was actually, originally, the name of a Shaolin monk character I created for a D&D game in high school. I tried to strike a balance between sounding Asian and sounding dirty.
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