Men with eyeliner: Yes Please!

Last night was the closing night of Hubs' most recent show, Cato.

I went to see it once.  Or twice.  Or something like that because I'm a good wifey, dang it!  Now, I consider myself pretty smart when it comes to reading and understanding literature, but I'd be lying if I didn't say I wasn't lost for most of the play.  I have poor listening skills, and that's the straight up truth.  If I could have read the script, I would have understood it perfectly, no freaking doubt.

Turns out it didn't much matter if I understood what was going on, because I just stared at Hubs and the glowing red hair of his all night anyway.  I don't want to be the one to say it, but I am doubting any of you will, so I'll go ahead.  

Hubs looks hot with eyeliner.  There.  That's out there.

Yes, the man keeled over in a blue toga is holding on to his intestines.  We ain't messing around with our classical theater around here.


During the last scene of the show, which was performed outdoors, we heard a shot.  Much to our surprise in the audience, a man burst through the set, followed by two policemen.  The guy bolted back stage with the hefty looking coppers at his heels.

It was weird.
It was confusing.
And it was definitely not part of the show.

Throughout all of the insanity, the actors tried to maintain their cool, going on with their lines like this kind of craziness happened on the daily.  Hubs missed his cue, and there were a few moments of awkward silence where everybody tried to compose themselves, but after that it was all business like usual.  Huzzah!

After the show, Hubs was upset and so naturally he unleashed a long ranting vent of complaint to me. (How's that for adjectives?!?)  It wasn't the first time the man had tried to "sabotage" a show- a year and a half ago this same theater student had gone on stage during one of Hubs' comedy shows and thrown a huge block into the audience.  He had about dang near killed us all with that crazy stunt.

Hubs was mad that this guy was allowed to be a theater major.  Mad that this guy was allowed on campus.  Mad that this guy was so inconsiderate to purposely try to ruin a show like that.

And then some words of wisdom were spoken from Sammy, a mentally disabled and sweeter-than-sugar cast member.

"Greg," he said slowly, "You can't be upset.  Don't be mad at him.  You have to forgive him."

And then, he added one more thing.
"You just need to pray for him!"

Amen, to that brother.

Makes me think how much better off I would be if every time I got upset with someone I said a prayer for them instead of complained about them.

There'd be a lot of praying at my high school, I can tell you that much.