City Mouse

"That thing is a trap," said City Mouse. "The minute you touch the cheese something comes down on your head and you're dead." The little Country Mouse looked at the trap, and at the little City Mouse. "If you'll excuse me," he said, "I think I will go home. I'd rather have barley and grain to eat in peace than have sugar and dried prunes and cheese and be frightened to death all the time!" So the little Country Mouse went back to his home, and there he stayed all the rest of his life.

Friday, March 02, 2007

Don't Be a Doody-Eared Dipshit

By missing your last three chances to see HAND's.

Tonight at 7:30, tomorrow at 2pm and tomorrow night at 7:30pm.

I talk about about the show here.

Yet again I make the brilliant observation that this is really "a love story". I think I said the exact same thing to Wee Jane about Two Rooms last year. Apparently I have a one track mind. But aren't all the stories we tell love stories when all is said and done?

City Mouse

Friday, March 02, 2007

Don't Be a Doody-Eared Dipshit

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