Brrr. some Arctic weather has once again descended on us. Overnight lows were below zero, and highs today will only crawl into the single digits.

Lately when I come home from work Hanna has been very helpful. She comes over and unties my shoes for me!

Friday night we went to see Fuddy Meers at the Theater in the Round. I didn't
really care for it, the language was rather salty throughout, and I can't
respect a playwright who needs to resort to that to carry his play. It
was the guy's first play at the time, and while there plenty of funny
things in it, I thought there was one moment where his inexperience
showed. One character kept hinting that he didn't like dark basements,
the obvious inference he had experienced something bad in a basement, and
we had been told his mother was on cocaine, and there was a scene where a
lot of things were going on and the character just came right out and
stated point-blank "I don't like basements because my free-basing mother
locked me in them". And it was never touched on again. It just seemed
weak, let's give this character a flaw and a dark past, then just state
the reason for the it, like we're reading a synopsis.

Plus, just as the play was about to start, the seats next to me were
empty, and I thought good, because we were a bit cramped in the middle of
a section, and a couple of flaming, exploding star gay guys come in and
sit down. I mean, stereotypes aren't stereotypes if they're true, are
they? The guy next to me graced me with his elbow in my ribs a few times,
and he utterly reeked of cigarette smoke. Or, maybe smoke would've been
pleasant. This was more like stale ashtray. So, at the intermission we
went and sat somewhere else.

The art exhibit was decent, nothing to make you forget Titian and Van
Gogh, but there was one little abstract piece I would've liked. But,
everything was priced at around $200 and above. Come on. They weren't
that good.