Monday, September 30, 2002
I just got out of art class. I left early because as it turns out, I'm missing a supply I need for this lamp project. I am valiantly attempting to make a stained glass lamp. So far I have a workable design, complete with poster board prototype, and some cut glass -- but other than that, all I've managed to do is burn myself with the soldering iron. This is going to be really fun, I can tell.
I didn't do anything I should have over the weekend, but I had a fairly good trip home. I went mainly to see my sister's performance in the Tomball High School production of The Musical Comedy Murders of 1940, a high-comedy murder mystery.
High comedy. Yeah, right.
Now, I know that high school theatre is often terrible -- but this, this was SO BAD. This play was so much worse than anything I have ever seen produced by the Tomball STAGE. Awful, just awful. To Leah's credit, at least she was able to produce a few laughs. In fact, she was probably the only person who did a good acting job at all; except for a few of her lines, every joke fell flat. It was pitiful.
After Leah died at the end of Act I, I decided that it was certainly not worth my time to see the rest of the play, now that the only character worth watching had been killed off. So I left at intermission. I would like to state for the record that I do have good theatre etiquette -- but this show really was leave-at-intermission bad. Plus, I was hungry.
The best part of the weekend was late Saturday night, though, and a big surprise from a friend of mine. My friends Ben and Joseph are two very great, very funny guys. Ben especially has this nice, clean-cut look about him. He is tall, with a pale English complexion and reddish hair, and speaks with perfect diction.
Now, I haven't seen Ben in at least a month; he goes to school in Georgetown, which actually isn't far from Austin, but we haven't yet gotten together up here. We met up at the coffee shop, and planned to go out to eat; I was chatting with a couple of other people whom I hadn't seen in a while. Joseph came over and asked me whether I was ready to go.
"Sure," I said, turning around. "Where's B-- OH MY GOD!"
As I turned my head, I saw Ben, standing next to me with a small smile on his face. He had grown a little goatee, but that wasn't anything new. What shocked me was the fact that his curly red hair was standing out from his head in a big afro.
I did a triple take. Joseph was doubled over with laughter.
"What did you do to your HAIR?!" I asked. "And why did you put the COMB in it?!"
He shrugged, laughing as well, but didn't give an answer.
I just stared, stunned. I guess Ben with an afro is just one of those things that has to be seen to be believed. But it did, of course, provide me with plenty of jokes for the rest of the night. :)
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