Friday, April 30, 2010
A Sailor's Not A Sailor (Till a Sailor's Been Tattooed)
Why, hello. Yes, it is early in the morning. Yes, those are bags under my eyes. Yes, the musical did open up last night; and yes, the kids did do a great job.
But what's that?
That odd purple thing poking out of my shirt?
Why, that's a Temporary Tattoo of Courage, Volume, and Memory!
After check-in last night, I pulled out an assortment of Temporary Tattoos of Courage, Volume, and Memory for the cast, orchestra, and crew. They had a ball going through every single one to pick out just the right flower or unicorn or flaming snake skull.
They were also quite good about placing them under their costumes so the audience wouldn't notice. Of course, there was a mom who gave me quite the disapproving look when, while dashing past on my way backstage a student asked if I had one yet. "Of course!" I replied, while pulling down the collar of my shirt a little bit.
Tough cookies, lady. I like my Purple Surfing Octopus, and the kids did indeed perform with courage, volume, and memory.
One down, two more performances to go. Wish us (bad) luck!
at 9:38 AM