At our puppet show tonight, Teresa was playing Doctor Frankenstein, who said to the children, “I forgot to give my monster a brain. Do any of you have a brain I can use?” The kids pretended to toss them their brains. Teresa improvised, “No, you’re just pretending. I want you to cut open your heads and throw me your brains.” I had a hard time controlling my laughter.
Our first performance got progressively worse as the audience lost their attention and we grew hoarse from shouting over their nose. The problem was, our last show had the most intricate plot and was the most dialogue heavy. Our first show, on the other hand, was all kicks and giggles. So for our second show, we simply swapped the order of the two shows, and presto, the entire performance was golden. Moral: if you want to make your audience think, do it at the beginning of the show. If you want to make your audience laugh, do it at the end of the show. To switch the two is death.
I asked Ariah what she wants to be when she grows up. She said “a mountain”.