Yesterday we went to Summer Sounds at the Hollywood Bowl again, where Middle Girl and The Boy made African paper dolls in the fine arts workshop. Middle Girl gave hers a purse, and The Boy said he was making Daddy, so I'm not sure they really got the cultural component!
The performance featured a group playing marimbas from Zimbabwe, with the usual beloved "Captain Dave" storyline. My favorite part was when the ship sailed behind a set piece of a waterfall, and then a little puppet ship with little puppets of Captain Dave, the Professor, and Harpoona appeared and went OOOOVVEERR the waterfall! So cute.
They then arrived in "Zimbabwe," and the musicians and dancers appeared. As I was enjoying the music (the kind of music that makes you want to dance, whether you like it or not), I noticed one of the musicians. He looked very familiar! The more I looked at him, the more I was convinced it was a guy I had done "Godspell" with.
After the show, I was able to talk to him, and I was right! He had played Jesus in the "Godspell" production I did six years ago. I keep running across Blasts from the Past this summer. It was fun to catch up with him.
Today my evil friend Eileen gave me two packages of Swedish Fish "for the LONG drive to Oregon." Ack! Those will last a dismayingly short amount of time! I tend to gobble up Swedish Fish like I'm some sort of Finnish Shark. No, I have no idea what I'm talking about. Huh?
Silly me, I'm giddy that she gave me this present, because it shows that she remembered that I love them. Any time a friend shows me a little bit of attention, I go all gooey. Somebody likes me!
How old am I? Ten?
At least some part of me is!