We saw many musical acts. Too many, really. Especially guitar acts. And it’s a variety show. If you do more than one piece, you’re hogging the stage. I have to give a shout out to Ethan, who really kicked a** with his cello playing. The most creative was a 3rd year who did a modernist skit involving poured water, making a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, and biting into an apple. Her helper held the mike so we heard the distinctive crunch of a delicious, juicy Red Delicious. The raunchiest act was Aaron’s stand-up-comedy where he discussed a recent hookup in graphic detail. The most adult-themed performance was a reverse strip show by Brady and Joe. (Yes, they started in boxers. Very XXX.) The best was certainly the last, when Eric and Theo did a “walk-off” in a kick-butt So I guess I’ll have to keep going to these festivals to see her and hear her play with no viable chance of ever making her fall in love with me.

Boo. Cry. Sniff-sniff.

Freddy in the Chi. For those about to rock…..

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Zoolander spoof.he keeps getting reminders about things that happened on the island. He meets with Penny’s father (Widmore) who is also the head of the Meade family on Ugly Betty, who tells him he’s not good enough. He tries to change his life but an old lady from the Matrix explains to him that it is his fate to go to the Island and push the button and nothing he does can change that. Long story short, Desmond’s reliving his past and it’s a dream and he wakes up in the woods and now he gets occasional flashes of the future.

Yeah, I did get on stage. I had to. Well, not really, but I think you get points just for being up there, and why not? So I juggled. With apples. The whole point was to eat an apple while I juggled. The problem is that the apple was way bigger than I anticipated. If you’ve ever counted the number of bites to eat an apples, it’s got to be double digits. But for some reason, my hope was that I could get through the apple in four or five bites. After said number of bites, my mouth was full, apple juice was running down my shirt front, and I couldn’t go any more. So I ran off stage spewing apple chunks. Was it still a good act? I hope so. The reception afterward seemed pretty positive. But next time I’m definitely going with a crab apple.