The van is still filled with detritus left over from this weekend's Irr.App.(ext.) performance. I suppose I shall clean it out tomorrow. The show, which was held at the Temescal Arts Center in Oakland, went even better than we expected it to. People actually showed up and payed money to see the show. The various things that had gone wrong during rehearsals had all been ironed out by the time we did the performance in front of the audience. We had made some last minute changes that improved things too. The scorpions behaved wonderfully as I persuaded them to walk over the microphone. R. danced around in the darkness beyond the table with the glowing scorpions while G. projected a film onto his white coat. M. tied up the audience and gave them gifts. R. gave the audience sandwiches. All of the various cords, bulbs, and instruments worked as they were supposed to, although I managed to crack my nose flute in my enthusiasm.
There were a lot of familiar faces in the audience. There was even a guy I hadn't seen in nearly fifteen years. The two Dans were there. The first Dan is the kind of guy who would give you the shirt off of his back. The second Dan (who, as G. put it, could probably fit inside the first Dan) is the kind of guy who would dribble sauce on the shirt given to you by the first Dan, and then throw it away before you discovered it had been soiled so he wouldn't get blamed for it. It's hard to believe that they share a name.
After the show, after the applause and the chatter had died down, we were treated to a picnic by Dawn McCarthy, who is always thinking up that kind of thing. If anybody reading this is interested in further details, follow the link to the OAC site where, at some point, photos and/or sound samples may appear.

cds I listened to while doing what I do: Mediaeval Baebes "Undrentide", Nurse With Wound "Who Can I Turn to Stereo", Sleepytime Gorilla Museum at the Bottom of the Hill, 2/23/01, Mirror "Nights", and Tarantula Hawk "Desert Solitaire"