The play festival was a hit! HANK REARDIN will never write again!!! And other things to come

Last night was perhaps the biggest night for Fondren Theater Workshop. They provided some of the best material and readings yet, and in return the audience came out in droves.

I saw a play, Night Watch, Megan and I wrote. Sadly, Megan could not be there, and due to technical difficulties we could not record the play. But the play was a smash. The director (an art, TV, and film geek/professional for his real job) found extraordinary actors. Chief among them was a young lad playing one of our central characters. The part called for a 12 year old boy. Watch out Abigail Breslin. This kid could outshine you.

I want to say our play was best, but Hank Reardin, a new face to the Jackson locale, introduced himself to us all with a comedic tour de force. Sadly, in a fit of jealousy, all the writers pounced on him and tore off each one of his fingers so he could never write again. We would have sucked out his soul, but word is he already sold it the devil to produce that masterful work.

Otherwise, look forward to these future posts: a news article about a whale dropping $100K at the casino in some of the lowest stakes possible; book reviews for Why Does He Do That?: Inside the Minds of Abusive Men, and Daniel Negreanu's Power Hold'em; reviews for the films Wanted, Hancock, and Batman: The Dark Knight; as well as more Firefly episodes.