Went to the Shakespeare Tavern last night to see A Midsummer Night’s Dream. They did an excellent job. I was laughing so hard I was holding my sides to keep them from popping. They came in a close second for best production of Midsummer’s Night I’ve ever seen. The best one is still the one the Illinois Shakespeare Festival did many years ago, but these guys came closer than anyone else has since then.
I think Midsummer is one of my favorite plays to watch. There aren’t really all that many fantabulously memorable lines, but it’s just a good comedy. Can’t figure out why Hollywood hasn’t managed to produce a single decent version of it, though. But then, Hollywood hasn’t had a very impressive track record when it comes to Shakespeare.
Stepped on the scale this morning. Argh. Not only have I not lost weight, I’ve actually gained a couple pounds. Fume. Most focus on diet, dammit.
Writing stats:
Maybe 200 words on the new fantasy/VR fusion thingy. Suckitude.
Passed the first round of reading at Andromeda Spaceways Inflight Magazine on a novelette. On to the second round.
