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Friday, April 8, 2011

Knock, Knock

Now we've done it....

Inigo and I have gotten ourselves involved with Florin Community Theatre.

I have signed on as a member of the board. My official title is "Marketing Director." I'm not sure really what that entails, but here is what I did: I designed a poster for our upcoming production of "Oliver!" and hung them in every business/restaurant/city building/grocery store/hair cutting store in Florin. I also designed a lot of fliers for school aged children to take home to their parents telling them that we need them to audition for our production. "Oliver!" you know is swarming with children in its cast. We handed out approximately 3,000 fliers to 250 different schools/grades/classes in our county.

Inigo has decided he wants to audition. It doesn't matter that this would be his first stage production and other than a few dance recitals and a skit at Pack Meeting, has no experience on a stage. He wants the good, juicy part.

Not Oliver.

That's boring and a little wimpy.

No, my boy wants to be Dodger. The Artful Dodger to be precise. Dodger is a tough, worldly, scoundral that my boy has identified with. I don't know why...

I bought the "Oliver!" soundtrack on iTunes and burned a CD of it. Inigo puts it in his CD player every night -- on repeat -- and goes to sleep to it. You can hear him in his room, asleep with his eyes half open singing either "Food, glorious food...." or "Consider yourself.... at home...."


And I signed on to be the practice pianist for the vocal director. My piano playing skills have declined in recent years -- proof that practicing EVERY DAY is essential -- so I'm working my guts out to bring them back up to where they should be by practicing 2 (or so) hours EVERY DAY!

We're consumed with "Oliver!"

On that note, Inigo has come up with his very own Knock Knock joke. Usually his jokes consist of

"Knock Knock"

"Who's there?"


"World who?"

"In the world there are a lot of people."

****crickets chirp****


So I'm kind of proud of him for coming up with this one

"Knock Knock"

"Who's there?"


"Oliver who?"

"Oliver the world people are cutting the cheese.

BA HA HA HA!!! (Remember he is 8 and just learned how to arm pit fart!)


Yvonne said...

And, he'll be doing that arm pit thing FOR YEARS.

Sounds a fun thing to be involved in--good luck Indigo. And good luck to you on the practicing.

Kristi said...

Good luck with your production. It will be amazing! I wish I could play the piano as well as you do, but I guess it's my own fault for not practicing. 2 hours!...Everyday!...Wow! Intense!

Inigo sings in his sleep? I think that would freak me out.

BTW...I wrote this long comment about your previous conference post, but stupid blogger lost it when I tried to sign in and then I was so frustrated that I couldn't retype it. But I did comment...it's just lost in space somewhere.