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I arrived home yesterday evening to discover my kitchen swarming with a sub-Biblical plague of ants. I drowned some (ants in the sink!) and Lysoled others (ants on the countertops and running along the baseboards!) and squished the rest (ants on the cabinet doors! ants under the kitchen mat! ants in the rice cooker!). Skin crawling (literally: ants on MEEEE!), I bolted a quick dinner and then headed out to the hardware store, where I bought some Mom-recommended ant bait (my parents have ant problems every summer). Home again, I Lysoled and squished some more ants before setting out the baits. Then I cleaned everything the ants had touched, walked past, or even glanced at, because I'm a little "Graah! Sterilize!" like that whenever I have a pest infestation. I also put all the food in my cupboards that wasn't in sealed containers into sealed containers.

I got up this morning and squished five more ants (two in the rice cooker, which I subsequently washed, sealed into plastic bags, and boxed. I haven't been eating much rice lately anyway.). I don't know what I did to earn the wrath of the Lord of the Ants, but I'm hoping that the great slaughter I've perpetrated upon his myrmidons will give him pause. Or perchance I shall hereafter think it meet to put an ant-ic disposition on. If you can't beat 'em ...
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These things seem to be all the rage, and I just watched The Reduced Shakespeare Company ...

William Shakespeare

A nebroadwe on both your houses!

Which work of Shakespeare was the original quote from?

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Ah, the Bard. We can all quote him, but how many of us really know his work? Who has the time to read all 37 plays and 154 sonnets? Fortunately, the Reduced Shakespeare Company has done it for us! The three-man troupe of Adam Long (former anti-nuclear accountant and bassist), Reed Martin (former clown and minor league umpire), and Austin Tichenor (former director of actual plays) distills the entire Shakespearean oeuvre to its essence and presents it as a single night's entertainment, complete with all the fire-eating, vomiting and groin-kicking that so pleased the groundlings at the Globe! (Now with added Canadians!)

I'd heard several The Reduced Shakespeare Company's BBC radio broadcasts and enjoyed them, but I chortled non-stop through this live show. Whether they're "modernizing" Titus Andronicus as a cooking show (with utterly [in]appropriate nods to Emeril), rapping Othello, summarizing the history plays via football commentary, or workshopping Ophelia's closet scene with the entire audience, the company combines clever riffs on the original material with dopey slapstick and never lets up -- not even when one of their number tries to escape the theater just before the act break or another collapses in tears when the audience refuses to stop laughing long enough for him to deliver Hamlet's "To be, or not to be" speech. Not to be watched while drinking splorkable liquids. Highly recommended to lapsed English majors everywhere.
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Today's Doonesbury is a lesson for us all. (Particularly us writers, I'd say. Shakespeare has a lot to answer for; at least Chaucer had a sense of humor about adolescent romance.)
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Last night I went with my goddaughter and her mother to see a fourth-grade production of Much Ado About Nothing. Fourth-grade, in case you were wondering, refers to the age of the cast, not the quality of the production -- which was first rate. Read more... )
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My compatriots and I survived the Triduum again, though I didn't make enough programs for the enormous number of people who decided they had nothing better to do on a Saturday night than sit in church for two and a half hours. Memo to self: make more next year, when inevitably fewer people will show up. More important memo to self: remind fellow music slate selectors next year that the communion rite is longer than they think it is, so we don't end up inserting an instrumental verse between every sung verse of the chosen too-short hymn and then having a panicked discussion while receiving the sacrament about what we should do next (which turned out to be some noodling variations on a theme by by the pianist, anyway).

Off to dim sum now ... but first, the annual Triduum Shakespeare Filk! This year, by request, the front end of Romeo's famous soliloquy from R & J II.ii. It's shorter than I had planned because I didn't expect to be eating dim sum this morning, but maybe I can do the rest of the scene another year.

But soft! What din from yonder choir loft breaks? )Yep, diction problems, a piece sung unaccompanied by anything but percussion with a key change in the middle, and not one but two patented Steven C. Warner Ohrwürmer. Not quite as memorable as the year they smoked us with mesquite chips on the new fire, but still a pretty exciting time.
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Friday night I attended a local Arts-in-the-Park performance: Shakespeare's Romeo and Juliet, presented by a group of local professionals and sponsored by the Friends of the park in question and a number of other community organizations. Read more... )
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Ah, it's a good day that begins (admittedly rather early) with the final Harry Potter book and continues with the second volume of Lois McMaster Bujold's Beguilement (snagged out from under the noses of my Bujold-reading colleagues from the bestseller shelves, ha!) and rounds out with a series of Shakespeare quartos on my IN shelf. What are Shakespeare quartos, you ask? Let me tell you ...

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One week ago today, I was cleaning roasted red pepper terrine out of the trunk of a rental car and wondering why every year I go bonkers cooking six different dishes for the local Easter potluck in addition to singing five services at my church over seven days (plus dress rehearsals). Oddly, now that it's over, I can't think of anything else I'd rather do with my time, except write the now-traditional Triduum Shakespeare filk.Read more... )Having learned its lesson from last year, the parish provided a very small and decorous new fire. The choir, not having learned its lesson, attempted probably one too many funky classical pieces (including the aforementioned Fauré), but squeaked through with reasonable élan. And despite the exploding terrine, the Easter dinner was delicious. All in all, a good year.
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If Damon Runyan had written Henry the Fifth, it might have sounded a little like this (as transcribed by the late lamented John M. Ford):
So let me put it thusly, boss, and youse
Who is the molls and goons and likewise guys
To him who is your leader. You got nix
To keep you outta French guys’ speaks and joints,
But some bull from this mouthpiece Pharamond,
"In terram Salicam mulieres ne succedant,"
"No doll can get the goods in Salic land,"
Which neighborhood those Frogs make like what is
The French North Side, which this guy Pharamond,
Pulled out of his own keister, so to speak.
Yet judges bought with their own moolah say
This Salic property is German, like
Up in Detroit and on the Pittsburgh side,
Where Big Chuck having whacked the Saxon gang,
They set up shop and started making gin.
And, since they did not fancy German dolls
(Though I got no such preferences myself)
They made this regulation that no broad
Can wear no pants up in no Salic land.
Included also are Harry's confrontation with the Dauphin's ambassador ("Dolphins do not swim too good with sharks") and the French princess's English lesson ("Sauf votre honneur, en verite, vous prononcez les mots aussi droit que les natifs de Brooklyn"). Warning: do not read while drinking splorkable liquids.

      For more Runyan pastiche, see Diane Duane's novel-in-progress The Big Meow which (among other things) seems to be imagining what would happen if Mr. Runyan found himself in the middle of the kind of story usually associated with his contemporary Mr. Lovecraft. The first six chapters are available for free perusal.
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Every year, in honor of the Easter Triduum (the liturgies of Holy Thursday, Good Friday, and the Vigil of Easter as celebrated in the Roman Catholic Christian tradition), I filk a speech from Shakespeare to reflect the experiences of that year's choir hell. This time, it's the "Seven Ages of Man" speech from As You Like It. Shakespeare purists should avert their eyes ...

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(Yes, the new fire did get a little out of hand during the Vigil. Good thing the church is historic and therefore not required to have such modern amenities as a sprinkler system, or we'd have been renewing our baptismal promises early ... )

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