So last night we had tickets to our local professional theater company's opening show of the new season -- Pump Boys and Dinettes. It's a fun and sort of goofy musical; lighthearted and full of multi-talented musicians and vocalists. I questioned whether I should arise from under my super soft fleece blanket and attend, given my weakened condition, but in the end I threw on some "going outside" clothes and a little makeup and went. I figured all I had to do was sit there and try not to cough.
Well, lo and behold! A part of the show included a "door prize" giveaway to an audience member. They pulled a ticket stub from a big bowl, announcing section, row, and seat number. Yep. Me. In a blur I made my way to the stairs leading up to the stage, the actors all beckoning me to come up and claim my prize. Fleetingly I cursed myself for not looking in the mirror before I left home, but I gamely played along with the thing. Thirty seconds of fame on stage with the cast, while they snapped a polaroid picture, then back in my seat. You know that admonition to always wear good underwear in case you have an accident and have to go to the ER? Same applies to when you go to the theater. Not the underwear part, but maybe the hair and make-up part. Oh well. I'm sure I dazzled them with raw talent. The audience did applaud. I'm Broadway bound, as soon as I get over this cough.
At least, that's the view from here...©
That is too funny, being called onto stage. I hope the door prize was worth it. I was in that situation once during an "interactive play" and it was fun. You looked like you were having fun---either you did or you're a great little actress.
ReplyDeleteThe door prize was a car air freshener thing. Not so worth it. LOL But it was fun. It all happened so quickly I barely was "present" for it, but felt like I could play along. I did have the lead in my H.S. Freshman year school play....
ReplyDeleteDid you pick the half-naked male beefcake one or the skunk scent?
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