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The ferocity of the French taunting took him completely by surprise.
Actually got a decent amount of sleep last night! These things are relative, so I'm still very cold and tired today, but a win is a win. And the sky's still up!
Had a really great evening in general, even if I got distracted by fitness app drama and only had time to watch an episode of the dumb new Frasier before bedtime after a very good run. Tonight... I think I shall get some fried chicken. I also think my period is incoming. These last two items may be related.
Monty Python's Spamalot, Book and Lyrics by Eric Idle, Music by John du Prez and Eric Idle, from the Original Screenplay by Graham Chapman/John Cleese/Terry Gilliam/Eric Idle/Terry Jones/Michael Palin
Directed By: Lezlie Wade
Choreographed By: Jesse Robb
Synopsis: Monty Python's Spamalot offers up a hefty share of irreverence in a hilarious spoof of the story of King Arthur and his Knights of the Round Table as they go in search of the Holy Grail. This outrageous musical comedy by Eric Idle and John Du Prez lets us look at our flaws and foibles and in doing so allows us to laugh at the things that make us human. Setting: Medieval Britain and a little bit of France.
Pros: The cast was just having an absolute BLAST, and it permeated into every aspect of the show. I'm still genuinely unsure if the whole Knights Who Say Ni bit, wherein the main knight spent the whole thing trying desperately to make everyone else corpse via ad-libs, was something they do and make up on the spot every single show or not?? Really fuckin' silly and funny shit! Also the old man sitting next to me was a delightful nerd who randomly worked insurance for the Fort McMurray fire until he retired in 2018? Wild!
Cons: The very pregnant Lady of the Lake was a little distracting for a while, but also it kinda owned? So.
What I Was Up To: Stratford day trip! After I fucked up booking my plane tickets and wound up with an extra day in Toronto and checked out the availability on a whim and there was a SINGLE TICKET AVAILABLE, FRONT ROW CENTRE. Fate, man. Fate. The smoke poured out right over me!!!
Verdict: Like everyone, I spent my high school years fixating on a long series of Broadway soundtracks, and Spamalot was absolutely one that spent a good few months in heavy rotation, but I moved on from it quickly and didn't think it had imprinted on me THAT much, aside from a couple of lines (why yes I DO sing "have a drink and a pee, we'll be back for act three" to myself every time we take a break in D&D, why do you ask). And like, whenever I get to see a show that I went through a phase like that with, it's really special to me, because that was very rarely an option for me growing up because I live in the middle of nowhere, and I get this real rush of emotion, but it's normally not some big, overwhelming thing. It's just cool! But for some reason, I really wasn't expecting it with this one, I thought I wasn't into it for long enough or remember it well enough for it to be a big deal to see Spamalot in particular, I didn't even really think about it, and then oop! Surprise! Those brief months when I was fifteen all came flooding back in a rush and I was VERY unprepared for it, and that is the story of how I became the first person in history to be nearly moved to tears by the Fisch Schlapping Song, haha oh no, oopsies! The end!
Had a really great evening in general, even if I got distracted by fitness app drama and only had time to watch an episode of the dumb new Frasier before bedtime after a very good run. Tonight... I think I shall get some fried chicken. I also think my period is incoming. These last two items may be related.
Directed By: Lezlie Wade
Choreographed By: Jesse Robb
Synopsis: Monty Python's Spamalot offers up a hefty share of irreverence in a hilarious spoof of the story of King Arthur and his Knights of the Round Table as they go in search of the Holy Grail. This outrageous musical comedy by Eric Idle and John Du Prez lets us look at our flaws and foibles and in doing so allows us to laugh at the things that make us human. Setting: Medieval Britain and a little bit of France.
Pros: The cast was just having an absolute BLAST, and it permeated into every aspect of the show. I'm still genuinely unsure if the whole Knights Who Say Ni bit, wherein the main knight spent the whole thing trying desperately to make everyone else corpse via ad-libs, was something they do and make up on the spot every single show or not?? Really fuckin' silly and funny shit! Also the old man sitting next to me was a delightful nerd who randomly worked insurance for the Fort McMurray fire until he retired in 2018? Wild!
Cons: The very pregnant Lady of the Lake was a little distracting for a while, but also it kinda owned? So.
What I Was Up To: Stratford day trip! After I fucked up booking my plane tickets and wound up with an extra day in Toronto and checked out the availability on a whim and there was a SINGLE TICKET AVAILABLE, FRONT ROW CENTRE. Fate, man. Fate. The smoke poured out right over me!!!
Verdict: Like everyone, I spent my high school years fixating on a long series of Broadway soundtracks, and Spamalot was absolutely one that spent a good few months in heavy rotation, but I moved on from it quickly and didn't think it had imprinted on me THAT much, aside from a couple of lines (why yes I DO sing "have a drink and a pee, we'll be back for act three" to myself every time we take a break in D&D, why do you ask). And like, whenever I get to see a show that I went through a phase like that with, it's really special to me, because that was very rarely an option for me growing up because I live in the middle of nowhere, and I get this real rush of emotion, but it's normally not some big, overwhelming thing. It's just cool! But for some reason, I really wasn't expecting it with this one, I thought I wasn't into it for long enough or remember it well enough for it to be a big deal to see Spamalot in particular, I didn't even really think about it, and then oop! Surprise! Those brief months when I was fifteen all came flooding back in a rush and I was VERY unprepared for it, and that is the story of how I became the first person in history to be nearly moved to tears by the Fisch Schlapping Song, haha oh no, oopsies! The end!