I really can't say enough good about my costars, who were endlessly enthusiastic, committed, and professional. Nor can I say enough good about the audience members, who were wonderfully receptive, vocal, entertained and ready for anything. So God knows this makes for a pretty boring post.
On that note: Photos! (credit goes to Christin, photographer extraordinaire)
|Rob and Hondo, ever in sync|
|Shawn with a bucket of fake food, which the script called for him to strew about the floor - and which he did with abandon, I might add ...|
|... as evidenced here|
|This .... oh, this pretty much only makes sense in context. You had to be there. Imagine it! You'll laugh.|
|This is as close as I ever get to an action sequence.|
And now the heart of the bit! This is the poster my dad designed for the show - on display at New York's one and only historic Players Club of New York, the night of the show. Check it out. How many puppet-with-optic-nerve-damage posters do you think New York's one and only historic Players Club of New York displays on an ordinary night? ZERO. THAT'S how many. Yuhhh-huh.
|From far away|
|and closer up!|
|Some of my cast members rehearsing in our performance space just before the reading.|
|The cast (please note extremely professional prop at the bottom right corner)|