Wednesday, March 3, 2004
The current Sike Trike is doing a stage play, directed by Kevin. I'm in the audience, and the playhouse is very small and very dark and hardly anyone is there. To my surprise, Kevin is barely in the play. His main role seems to be facilitating the shitty special effects, which entail him, dressed in dark colors, hanging from the rafters with one hand while dangling props on strings down in front of the actors. After the play is over, I feel angry. The entire audience and cast, including me, gets on a school bus. I sit in the back and try to tell Kevin the play was horrible, but we are both too distracted by the few badass young girls that were forced to go to the play for school and are riding this bus to their homes in rural Phoenix, MD.
Posted by St. Januarius at 1:58 PM