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Friday, August 26, 2005

I just saw the Fringe Festival show, In Search of Stanley Hammer. It's a 90-minute play about a boy who wants to grow up to play for the Brooklyn Dodgers, but things end up turning out quite differently. It's a little bizarre, but a lot of it's very funny, and I definitely enjoyed it. Good acting, too, especially the guy playing the lead (who was in my improv comedy class, and is awfully good at this stuff, and a nice guy too). They've got one more performance, tomorrow (Saturday) at 7PM.

But don't touch anything.

See, it's playing at the Theater at the Center for Architecture at NYU, which is normally a gallery space, and in the lobby, as we waited to buy tickets, the security guard was a little, uh, overeager in telling people to stop brushing up against things. This was funny at the time, but it's not translating well to this post. Oh well.

Also, the Fringe Festival tickets warn, on the back, not to expose them to extreme temperatures. They're paper tickets. I'm really not sure what the issue is.

Anyway, funny show. Good acting. A talking baseball bat dressed up like a girl.

And it's not even really about baseball, so don't let that scare you.