There appear to be a few theatre types dropping by after a mention by this always engaging blogger. It's doing my head in a bit because on the one hand this blog is about silly shit. On the other hand it's been increasingly about theatre reviews, which I sometimes even take seriously. I've been trying to decide whether I should split the two blogs and have one for reviews and theatre discussion, and this one for what it is that I write here... which is... what it is.
Anyway, by way of introduction to people who have not been here before, here is a pretty typical night at the theatre with me. You can scroll down for a couple of reviews that I have taken seriously and there are a bunch of links to others on Sydney Stage, now Australian Stage.
And that's the thing. If you come back - and I do hope you do - you might get a review of Dinner, which I am seeing at The Stables tomorrow night, or Dead Caesar which I am seeing at The Wharf Theatre on Saturday night.
But you're also just as likely to get the story about the tripped-out hippy friend who tried to make friends with a cranky ostrich and was consequently terrorised, which is what I had been intended to post today.
Or if you come back tomorrow you'll no doubt be reading about what went wrong at the Very Important Job Interview I have tomorrow, because that's what happens to me. Stuff goes awry. It just does.
Anyway, hello, and hope to see you again soon.
PS, if you scroll down to this recent post, beware: fruity language warning.
Thursday, July 05, 2007
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2 comments:
The fruity language is the reason I keep coming back. (besides the quality writing, obv) :)
That's what I aspire to... well-written fruity language.
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