Friday, March 20, 2009
My friend, Just-Linda ( this is what Laila called Linda to separate her name from mine, Melinda-- but there is no Just about Linda, just to clarify) , reminded me of more theater bloopers after reading my blog; one she was actually in attendance at, that I must share.
Part: Truvy the hair dresser ( Dolly Parton part)
We were at the point in the play where we are hearing about Shelby's death and how sad and mad her mother, M'Lin is. It's all very dramatic and quite a tear jerker-- or it should be. I had been sitting on a table that had a spiral bound notebook on it listening. As I stood up to go over and comfort M'lin, this same notebook got hooked onto my silky leopard pants, and was swinging off of my bu tt. I was like a dog chasing it's tail. The more I turned to see what was on my behind, the more it evaded me. I looked between my legs just as the notebook came swinging through I said,
"Hey I have a notebook stuck on my butt!" And I did.
I couldn't get it off myself-- I had to have another character help me. It was so funny and so memorable.
I had someone else remind me of this same blooper after a Millie performance. I guess really good gaffes never fade from our collective memories.