And so ends my final theatrical production at Hockaday.

I had intended on working on my (already late) HPVP sub backstage, but I left my stylus at home, rendering me incapable of rendering. Alas. But the show was fun. Afterwards, in the set strike, Xandu (a Moldovan transfer student) was listening to "Mamaligamania". "Zdob si Zdub!" I shouted in glee. The stare I got in return will bring me delight until the end of my days. Yay for obscure knowledge of random Moldovan bands! ::high-fives Matt::

Quotes of the Set Strike:

Matt: Anything we can do to help?
Sarah: You can be here for moral support.
Me: How about immoral support?

Me: Is there a spanner anywhere? A spanner? Erm--I mean, wrench?
Matt: Spanner? You strange little Anglophile.

Matt: Okay, I'll just sit here and do nothing.
Me: Aww, you can be my immoral support.
Matt: Hmm... okay, you look sexy unscrewing those bolts.
Me: Wow, that must be quite an achievement. Anyone can be sexy while screwing, but it takes real talent to be sexy unscrewing. ::pause:: Did I just say that out loud?


Then it was on to the cast party, where Monty, Matt, and I plotted fiendishly our parody of the show. Then we watched the video of the production. Monty left 15 minutes in, so Matt and I presented the parody ourselves to a much smaller audience. T'was hilarious.

Highlights:

Matt: My son is freakishly tall. I am not. My best friend is. Should I be worried?

Boy: I'm not looking to die. I'm looking for my life.
Girl: You're in a musical! You don't have a life!

Girl: Heh! A boy from Missouri on a ship called the Indianapolis. It'll probably sink.
Together: (striking a pose) FORESHADOWING!

Me: Oh, look! A bedroom scene!
Matt: With lots of teenage girls!
Me: I'm strangely disappointed.

Me: I am a stereotypical black man. Man, this show is like "Red White and BLING."

Girl 1: We're both women, see how we fight against the bigoted system!
Girl 2 (Matt): GIRL POWER!

Pregnant Girl: Were you this tired at 5 months?
Mother: But didn't Frank leave 7 months ago?

Matt: By the power of Greyskull, IT'S OVER!!!! ... No, not the play, the war! Sit back down!

Girl: Of course he'll be different! He's been on a ship for three years with only men!

One-Armed Soldier: Those games of naked Twister got a bit out of hand.


Anyway, our miniAudience loved it. Then we all went home. And I'm sleepy. Was that a weekend? I can honestly say that I didn't have a moment of free time. Heck, I get more free time on an average school day. I hope I can finish all my homework...