Three Plays, a Ball Game and VOG

It was a great theater weekend -- three interesting shows, all different, all excellent. Friday night's "Jack Goes Boating" was a West Coast Premiere, novel and heartwarming. Saturday night's Samantha Chanse show was experimental, funny and beautifully written and performed by a young woman from whom we hope we'll be hearing more. You can read the San Francisco Theater Blog review of "Back to the Graveyard" here.



Last night, Plotnik and Ducknik met up with The Greats Mushnik and Silent Bill for slurpy good Thai noodle soup across the street from A.C.T. Theater, then the four went and saw "Edward Albee's At Home at the Zoo." This is big time classical theater, and wow. The chicken-coconut soup rattled around in the stomach as Albee's dialogue popped one zinger after another. You can read the SF Theater Blog Review of "Edward Albee's At Home at the Zoo" here.



This is Plotnik's cousin Shelley. She lives in Kona with a brood of kids and grandkids. Kona, that's Big Island. She was in town yesterday and told Plotnik that this year, for the first time since she's lived in Hawaii, the trade winds have disappeared. These are the winds that have always taken the volcanic plumes of dust that are emitted periodically from one of the Big Island's three volcanoes, and blown them to the West. This year: no wind. The result is VOG. That's smog plus volcano: VOG.

The Plotzers were playing the Anaheim Goofeys yesterday on TV, so Plotnik DVR'd the game and watched it when he got home from A.C.T. He's got to say one thing about the Plotzers: this year, so far, they win games they would definitely have lost in past years. The Goofeys are good but they'll never beat the Damned Yankees.