Tonight Teresa and I performed our third show in the last four days, a puppet show at a SLC library. Teresa forgot the guitar, I forgot the plug for the sound system, so we were definitely lacking in the musical areas. During the show, part of the stage collapsed three times on us, and Teresa was worried sick that the stage would collapse on a child. Her concern was increased when Frumious the dragon bopped a girl on the head, and the girl exclaimed, “That hurt!” There was no way it could have really hurt, but Teresa was suddenly worried about lawsuits. Catharsis came when the same girl rave about our show at the end, her mom gave us a huge compliment, and we drowned our worries away at McDonalds.