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The Dressing Room Dudes


When I settle into the rhythm of a show, both onstage and backstage, it is quite wonderful. That has happened with "My Fair Lady". I have a LOT of downtime so I am consistently entertained by my dressing room posse, Devin, Charles, and Don. It is, without a doubt, the funniest dressing room in which I have ever dwelled. And while I do believe that the actual room could be funny, I have yet to hear it tell a joke. Time shall tell, time shall tell.

I think the theatre should sell backstage passes to witness Devin and Charles singing various "My Fair Lady" tunes in an R & B genre. Their vocal shenanigans never cease to make me literally laugh out loud (as opposed to all the contemporary use of that expression... oh the tomfoolery o' the youngsters. ha) and Don says some of the oddest and wittiest retorts I have ever heard. That is saying something my poppets.

So, to Devin: You are SO talented and your vocal range knows no limits. I applaud your heterosexuality, but I must say I have a crush on your ridiculous sense of humour and insane personality. I am so glad to have met you.

Charles: I have known you for years, but it is so much fun to work with you and get to know you better. Thanks for all the wonderful comments you have made and for your giggle. I think your laugh is higher than mine.

Don: The fact that you are as funny and "on" as you are in the dressing room astounds me since you are playing Higgins and the man never shuts up onstage. I think you are doing such a convincing job portraying such a demanding role. Congratulations.

I actually started this musing with another topic in mind, but I like this entry much better. It is such a joy to be quiet, read a book, and sit back and enjoy these backstage shenanigans, the dressing room dudes do their "thang". Oftentimes, I do not chime in for I am so entranced by their ludicrations. (Yes, I wrote it... just go with it.)

I find myself thankful that we live in a world where comedy exists. Could you imagine life without laughter and frivolity?

Wishing you oddity and the wisdom to see it for all its splendor,
Dustin

Postscript to poppets: I included the picture of Minnie's dressing room because:
1. I liked it.
2. I thought it was funny to post a picture of a female mouse and her dressing room and then title the musing "The Dressing Room Dudes". Also, the fact that I used the term "dude" is noteworthy. So, note it. :-)
3. The puppy in the corner is perfectly adorable and I like that Minnie is holding "Puppy Love" even though I am not sure if it is a book, music, etc.

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