Battle of the Weedverse

This has been a great weekend for getting on with the overall to-do list. And while that may not be sexy or exciting, it does need to happen. We did some major weeding in the garden before it got crazy back there. I did bills. I did laundry. I could not be stopped.

With no softball on tap and Garry no class (to teach), we could exist, without running off somewhere. Naturally, we did get out a few times, once to see a local production of Fun Home and another time to catch the new Dr. Strange movie.

While we loved the original run of Fun Home, perhaps we were spoiled with the top-notch performers offered by the previous version. The 42nd Street Moon production of the show was a heartbreaking and weak entry. The cast was singing as if they were all in many different shows but not together in this one. Case in point, there was a moment in one song, where they had to sing in unison like a chorus would but they all came in at different points and flatter than a pancake. Intermission, or what I like to call the escape clause didn’t exist for this local production so we were trapped.

One of the things that’s tough, about seeing a poor production of a show you have enjoyed are the songs being sung or rather bludgeoned. It’s a seat squirmer. You sit there wondering if the performers would notice you climbing over-polite people in order to leave. Positive note: the actor that played the wife and mother on the show did a decent job with the singing for her part but otherwise… Oh, I did like the wallpaper choice.

We saw the Dr. Strange movie Friday afternoon which turned out to be a pretty good time to go, lots of teens but thankfully not a crowded showing. It was a good summer popcorn movie and we were transported for a couple of hours. Afterward, it was back to the multiverse of weeds and getting that garden in some kind of shape. It’s nice to sit out there and relax with the dog, the colors of the flowers in the background and the partially sunny skies giving way to the oncoming fog.