Back (well maybe just aroused) From the Dead

Hello VR, it's me, Vance.

I'm posting a new, well...., posting. It's been a long time coming.  I know!  Here's what happened:  I was out in Berkeley last night to have dinner and attend a play with six good friends. Four of them are Marinites, and this is a good way to get together without some of us having to drive real far and through San Francisco. The other couple are our close friends who live in our neighborhood.

Anyways, one of the guys, my fellow blogger from Marin, reminded me that I haven't written anything for a while. You less kind members of the VR always note it's been, like, say, YEARS.

Thanks for pointing that out, a**wipes.

Anyways, as I was sayin', he kindly asked why I hadn't been very active lately, blogwise.

See, it can be said NICELY.

So I told him it was because, on account of, I just don't have that much to say.

I'm sure I've mentioned this before.

I think I've previously shot my wad. I've already said what's on my mind. I don't think I've got much left. He told me that it isn't necessarily necessary to have a whole lot to say.

True, that. There's a whole lot of social mediaophilizing that consists of nothing that even SHOULD be said.

Maybe I should just jump back in and see if anything comes to mind.

Not really.....

I haven't gone to much in the way of concerts or music. So that subject is out. Except I've gone to hear some music at Cafe Trieste (Berkeley) and did go to the Bridge School Benefit concert at the Shoreline......

OK OK! I'll do a Vance's Big Review of it sometime. Maybe. (So IF I do do one, be sure not to miss Vance's Big Review of the Bridge School Benefit Concert by Vance*)

But anyways, back to last night and the play we saw, a little ditty at Impact Theater called "Trolius and Cressida". Two hours and twenty minutes of Helen of Troy type Shakespearean Tragedy. Achilles and everything! Oy.

It was a departure from what I thought was Impact theater's usual, well...... parture. This one was dressed up in a bit of modernidity, but the thing was straight up Shakespeare. We've seen Shakespeare a la Impact before, and it was on the "freely interpreted" side of terpretation. No "fish dance" kind of stuff, but loose, with generous helpings of taking dreadful liberties. Also, their general bent seemed to be comedic-type stuff.

Now you might be surprised that Vance could be dragged, without being dead or unconscious, to any kinda experimental theater. Me too! WTF! I don't know how or why I ended up at the first one, which it turned out I really liked. This is WAY against any inclinations towards this kind of thing, predictions I made about its possibility in this lifetime, and precautions I've taken to prevent it from occurring EVER.

I'm sure I went because Mashie insisted that it's not all about me. THAT was a revelation in itself, let me tell you, but that might be the subject of another posting. Anyways, it was an opportunity to see my friends from Marin, which is always a Good Thing. So I went. History was made.

That first play was called the "Fisherman's Wife", which contained two extraordinary things. One was human/squid and/or octopus intercourse (really!), and the second was the two actors who played the squid and the octopus (really!) did a rendition of Van Halen's "Living on a Prayer" I'll never forget. He played a little squeezebox and she belted it out like nobody's bidniss. The fact she looks more than a little like Marilyn Monroe (really!) sorta contributed to its rememberarity.

Wo-Oh! We're halfway th-ere! Wo-Oh! Livin' on a pray-er!

Man oh man. You jus' don't see something like that ever' day.

Anyways, "Trolius and Cressida" was pretty ok. Not one of Shakespeare's or Impact's best efforts. Hey! At least we stuck it out. A third of the audience left at intermission. Had she been there, Sayandie would've, too. We'd have found her sleeping in the pizza parlor upstairs.


*Remember, Vance's Big Reviews of Stuff are not always by Vance. The ones not by Vance aren't as good as ones by Vance. Or kew.