Critical Review and Other Horrors.

This popped up in my iGoogle this morning:

“In real life, unlike in Shakespeare, the sweetness of the rose depends upon the name it bears. Things are not only what they are. They are, in very important respects, what they seem to be.
  – Hubert H. Humphrey”

Who the hell are you to judge, Hubert? Who are YOU to judge? If we named the Hubert H. Humphrey Metrodome “Stinksville,” I bet the same number of fans would show.

Speaking of fans and shows, Shakespeare’s Land of the Dead is holding steadily as one of the top fringe shows, which weirds me out a bit, but I’ll take it. Come judge for yourself. U of M Rarig Center Thrust on these dates:

Sat., Aug. 2 @ 1:00 p.m
Sun., Aug. 3 @ 5:30 p.m
Tue., Aug. 5 @ 10:00 p.m
Wed., Aug. 6 @ 7:00 p.m
Sun., Aug. 10 @ 7:00 p.m 

Zombies at 10pm? Holy crap is that going to be awesome. If you can’t make that, consider this post your reminder that we have a show tomorrow at 7pm, which is going to be packed with my friends, which will also be awesome. You know what’s not awesome? This horrible zombie joke I’m going to tell you.

Q: What does a vegetarian zombie eat?


A: GRRRAAAAIIIIIINNNNSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!

The show is better, I promise you. But now I have some “brain food” for you. (why the hell do people let me keep a blog? seriously, you guys. this is ridiculous)

I have medical issues that have taken a lot of research by a lot of people over several years, and is still left unproperly diagnosed. However, they can come to some idea how to treat symptoms and possibly help myself out. I have had several experts tell me that fish and seafood are quite possibly the best things I can do for my body. It has to do with the Omega-3’s. I don’t get it all, but everywhere I turn, I hear “omega 3”. Infact, the best food for me to have is sushi.

Right. I can afford sushi every week. Can I get a prescription for that?

The problem I have with seafood is that I’m pretty picky about my seafood. I hate the “fishy” taste of unfresh fish. Makes me queasy, which kind of defeats the purpose of eating it. And good fish takes a lot of prep. I have little to no time for such tom foolery.

But not all seafood is fish. The other day, I was at a super target (it wore a cape), and I found the holy grail. And sitting right next to it was a 16oz package of peeled, pre-cooked, de-tailed, de-veined shrimp. Now, I love shrimp. I love shrimp more than Bubba Gump. No lie. And shrimp is full of Omega 3’s, and other things my body could really use.

So I have now added shrimp to my regular dietary rotation. Today, I made Linguini Alfredo with Shrimp. It took me 20 minutes, and that was mostly waiting for water to boil. To be fair, Alfredo from a jar (and almost any dairy) probably isn’t good for me. But screw it. It was delicious. And it was a zombie’s dream meal. Brain food and GRRRAAAAIIIIIINNNNSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!

Okay. Stop reading. Go see the show. I’m pretty sure I left all my funny there.

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Monster Fringe Post

We opened Shakespeare’s Land of the Dead today for 170 some people. The most important of which was my son, but other people whose opinions I respect were there. I admit, there was a tiny piece of me that was “afeared” that our somewhat Shakespeare soaked performance wouldn’t be able to keep an audience, but when the audience started laughing, it was honest laughter. Gut laughter. Laughter that makes the world go ‘round. And they didn’t stop. They laughed for the intelligent witicisms and the stupid jokes alike. It was HOT. 

So far, the only critisisms I’ve heard are that it’s a pretty geeky show, and I don’t think that was so much a critisism as it was a fact. I mean, the title pretty much tells it all. Shakespeare’s Land of the Dead. No title has been more straight forward about the contents of the show since Snakes on a Plane. There will be Shakespeare. There will be zombies. If you are surprised by either one of these events occuring, it may lead to me defriending you on one of seventeen social networking sites. And I don’t mean Myspace either. I mean somewhere you would notice and/or care.

The other complaint I heard was from my son, who didn’t think I was very manly. He said it was the hair that tipped him off. Come judge for yourself. U of M Rarig Center Thrust on these dates:

Sat., Aug. 2 @ 1:00 p.m
Sun., Aug. 3 @ 5:30 p.m
Tue., Aug. 5 @ 10:00 p.m
Wed., Aug. 6 @ 7:00 p.m
Sun., Aug. 10 @ 7:00 p.m 

If you would like to read a couple of reviews, there are some on the right-hand side at Shakespeare’s Land of the Dead page at the Fringe Festival site. We have been rated 4 1/2 kitties. This has us sitting pretty with An Inconvenient Squirrel, Mortem Capiendum, and An Intimate Evening with Fotis: Part Two, which are a couple of shows that come up under the “Users Also Scheduled” area that seem to have connected followings.

A review forwarded to me: http://nattienatnat.livejournal.com/57374.html

I admit it. I read reviews to see if someone is going to call me out on not being a man. I expect to read something along the lines of “SLotD was an absolutlely brilliant masterpiece of a performance, except for the chick trying to be a dude.” My Brilliance is probably right. It’s the hair.

I was invited to see 21 Fringe shows this year. I don’t have a pass because our cast is huge, so I will not be seeing any of them. I do not have $250 or at least 42 hours out of the next 168 that isn’t already dedicated elsewhere. I am sorry to all of you who invited me… had I the ability, I would see them all.

*Last night, my child beat a large group of adults in a game called werewolf, where logic and bluffing are used to sway popular opinion. I have a feeling one or two adults may have figured him out and let it slide. I goaded the crowed into taking me out right away because I was pretty sure that he was a werewolf, and I am a mom first and foremost. Getting taken out early meant that I was available for him to talk to about strategy, and wouldn’t have to out my own son. But he didn’t really seem to need advice. I was Hella Proud of my boy’s game last night.*

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