But anyway, Carrie went in to work in the morning, and came back at about 11:00. We decided to go to the Hob Nob for blunch. She called Cat to see if she and Chris wanted to maybe join us, but Cat decided just to come by herself and told us to have a bloody Mary waiting for her. It was a muchly-lot of funtimes with Cat there.
In the afternoon I worked and cleaned up some more kitty vomit (I managed to get her to go on the linoleum by the front door once—much easier to clean up than on the carpet).
I left for Fools Play around 5:30, and immediately the currently-in-effect Curse of Saturdays struck. It had been an exceptionally beautiful week, getting up to the high 60s on Thursday. Yesterday, though, it rained as though we were in Florida during the wettest of wet seasons. Just a solid sheet of rain. Like being underwater. None of us can figure out what's going on. Why, no matter how nice the week is, does it always turn horrible and wet and miserable on Saturday? And, true to form, it's a lot better today (Sunday).
Anyway, it was Fools Play's 14th Anniversary Special. I made a nice placard and Mike found a whole bunch of super-cheesy award show music. We played it off as if the whole show were an Inside the Actor's Studio-style interview show, hosted by Jeremiah Alwurm (in a full suit and tie). I thought it went very well.
I did one of the best Peep Shows I've ever done. For the few of you who don't know what a Peep Show is, it's when I perform a scene using only marshmallow peeps for the characters. Umm... okay, here's the link to a Peep Show on YouTube from a few years back.
Anyway, the one I did yesterday was a Western:
A purple peep rode his horse into a town populated entirely by green peeps. He was just tired and looking for a drink in the saloon, but because he looked so differently they threatened and bullied him, and when someone pulled a gun on him he was forced to defend himself, and he ended up killing his assailant. He had to shoot his way out of the town, leaving his horse behind.
Stuck in the desert with no horse or supplies, the purple peep is on the verge of succumbing to dehydration and heat stroke when a group of Native Americans (who are all also purple peeps) find him. In order to gain safe passage through their land, the protagonist must defeat the natives' strongest warrior. After a dramatic fight in which the peeps repeatedly punched each other in the face (this was seriously the most emotion I've ever been able to get out of marshmallow peeps), the protagonist looks to be defeated by the native warrior. But then he kicks the warrior's legs out from under him and rockets into the sky, coming down and decapitating the warrior!
The Chief comes forward and says something to the effect that he already knew that this would happen, because the protagonist peep is really one of them—just look at how he looks just the same as the other natives! They're all purple!
Just as the protagonist is getting integrated into the tribe (and is given water), a posse of green peeps from the town shows up and begins to slaughter the natives. They try to flee but they're all killed to a man until only the protagonist is left. The posse taunts the protagonist. One of them asks, "What are you gonna do about it?"
The protagonist replies, "I'm going to kill you all."
Then there is a massive gunfight in which the protagonist takes out five or six green peeps all by himself. Finally, only the protagonist and the leader of the green peeps are left standing. The green peep suggests they have an old-fashioned duel, where they start with their backs to each other, take ten steps, turn, and fire. The green peep, however, turned and fired at 8 steps, but the purple peep anticipated this, dodged, and shot the green peep dead.
After looking at the field of corpses (about twelve total I think), the purple peep says a couple of heartfelt words and walks off into the sunset.
Keep in mind, of course, that most of the dialog during and for a while after any action scene was completely garbled, because anytime a peep got shot and killed I would stuff it in my mouth. I think this was actually the most peeps I'd ever been able to get into my mouth at once!
Then, at the end of the evening, when Jeremiah asked us what we saw in the future of Fools Play, I suggested that we recruit about 50 more fools and then before each show we have a single-elimination tournament of finger jousting, and the final four would actually get to perform that evening. What is finger jousting? It's this fascinating sport I recently discovered. Here's a video of the World Finger Jousting Federation in action:
It's an absolute hoot to play, and Geoff and I actually went a round live on stage! I won, but only because I was so absolutely jacked-up on sugar from consuming close to 20 peeps in a five-minute time span.
After the show we went to Rib Eye, but I just stayed briefly and didn't get any food because I was still full of Peeps. I actually got home some time before midnight!
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