Today's Adventures in Build-Your-Own-Salad

I just caught myself talking OUT LOUD to myself in the midst of the salad bar crowd.

Or, more accurately, I caught myself talking out loud to the broccoli.

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I suppose it could have been worse - I could have been singing along to the New Kids on the Block.

Fringe Day 4: Bored Yet?

Yesterday at the Fringe I encountered two renditions of George Michael's "I Want Your Sex", two playings of Chumbawumba's "Tubthumping", and two instances of men having their nipples rubbed. The collective Fringe brain strikes again!

BoyGroove

Oh lord. This was an unbelievably funny take-off on boy bands, complete with the requisite band members (the bad boy, the sensitive one, the cute one, the gay one), perfect cheesy boy band songs and choreography, and a hilarious rise and fall story. Ok, the end was maybe a tiny bit lame, but there were so many brilliant moments that it didn't matter. Hey, the reviewer for NOW was sitting beside me, and he gave it 5 out of 5 stars.

The BIBLE: The Complete Word of God (abridged)

If you've seen The Complete Works of William Shakespeare (abridged), you know how it goes: short, fast, funny. This was...not quite that. It felt like the show had been shortened down to an hour, because I'm quite certain they didn't manage the entire bible. And the cast weren't nearly frantic enough (although, given the diction sometimes, that's not entirely a bad thing). But they were likeable and enthusiastic, and some parts of it were entirely funny, so it was worth seeing.

SARSical

This was kind of a spontaneous Fringe moment, as I'd gone to the Fringe Club to buy an advance ticket for something else, and when I went back outside I saw that this show was just about to go in, and that they even had a few tickets left. So I got one. The show was fun: too long, but the cast was great, and David Mirvish was a character, so there was all sorts of mocking of Toronto theatre. Plus there was a brilliant video of SARS as a boy band, complete with rapper interlude. Bwa. A little to heavy on the obvious jokes and Mel Lastman got tiring (how true to life), but enjoyable.

The Hunt for Treasure

Teaches me right for going entirely from a review. I hadn't really registered this at all, and then I read a 5-star review in Eye, and it sounded good, so I went. And was alternately bored and irritated. It's about two young boys (around puberty, I'd guess) who find a treasure map and follow it, but one of them seemed like an adult, and the other was so annoying that I wanted to run away. The play itself was pretty stupid too. There were neat piano interludes, though, and they made good use of the space while following their map.

( Tentative Fringe schedule for the rest of the week )

girldetective, you interested in going to any of these?