MOOSE!

That's right, ladies and gents, the long-awaited Moose Party Post! In case you are unfamiliar with the joy that is Moose, it's a highly genteel game involving quarters, an ice cube tray, and beer. Oh, and faux antlers. Michael and Tim will demonstrate:

This very posh event was held to celebrate Zanna's long-awaited opening night. Everyone who was anyone was there. By that we mean the bloggers, a few select
friends, and a Nalgene flask full of rum. The evening started off calmly enough, just your usual chatting and drinking, until a game of Moose was announced! About half of the partygoers leapt to the table to participate. We had some Moose novices, but they learned quickly, and soon things were underway. Once the new kids understood the rules of the game, we accelerated the evening with a round of Speed Moose! Oddly enough, as the competition wore on, the percentage of quarters landing in the tray decreased in direct proportion to the amount of alcohol drunk. Weird. The game was brought to a screeching halt as Denise committed the ultimate party foul: landing a quarter directly in Kurtis' drink. The game of Moose does not utilize a penalty box: instead, Denise had to sit in the traditional Naughty Cart.

After Denise's penalty time was up, we created stylish headgear, built a fort, and redecorated the apartment. We also learned why inebriated people should not be allowed to have Sharpies. Shhh. Our secret.



Not so secret is the glorious Moose Song: if Michael ever records it (hint hint) we'll have a top 40 hit on our hands. A sample of the lyrics: There was a great big moose (repeat after me!) Who liked to drink a lot of juice (Keep repeating!) Singin' way-oh, way-oh, (You know the drill!) Way-oh way-oh way-oh way-oh.

The evening wound up with some Whataburger drive-thru role playing: someone had to teach Tim the proper way to order a honey butter chicken biscuit. Luckily Michael and Kurtis were up to the job.

No Bosnians were injured in the writing of this blog. In fact, no Bosnians came to the Moose party at all.

THE ALPHA AND THE OMEGA

Curtains Down on South Pacific...Not sure what can be said, we will definitely miss the sold out houses but not the delays in the kitchen (10 min hold please). Some things to remember: "Shug Aire", Comics Tutus, Step Bump SP style, The first beer pong tournament, blackouts before Act II, curtains coming in instead of out, and of course the new piece of the "toast" - South Pacific - Il-est- ya mom!











Kiss Me, Kate Opens!!! - "BIG SET COMING THRU!!" The poor cast has all been drafted for technical crew work. It takes the entire cast minus a few every time we change the scenic peices. Boy did that take some orchestration and some fighting and a Tim explosion, more arguing and of course the final product. Thank goodness for everyone's help or the crew would still be moving the set for the show that opened last Friday night. It would be an epic journey in theatre going. Some of the peices have been renamed the "Titanic" and "the Queen Mary" and of course "the Iceberg".


In keeping with the curse of the show(twisted knees, sickness, set pieces, emotional breakdowns, etc), poor Sean fell victim to the evilness of the curse. He was unable to perform due to an injury inflicted on the first dress rehearsal. Thus we had to call on one of our favorite kittie kats - Dave. In a five hour rehearsal Tugger learned the two dance numbers, had a costume fitting and went on for final dress/preview. We all must say that he did a great job. Oddly enough this is the night that all of the production photos were shot. He has been immortalized as part of this cast and show, which he was truly only a part of for 10 hours (although it was a glorious 10 hours).

In other news here are a few tidbits of...dare we say gossip????
* Todd came to visit
* Kurtis checks out the TR KNIGHT website to find out the truth about the Grey's Drama
* Tim got his haircut - finally and looked like someone from Colorado or Missoula in his yellow jacket
* Zanna got wasted during a crazy game of speed moose - more to come on how she tatoo'd herself
* Tim still cannot say "Honey Butter Chicken Biscuit" He even has trouble saying "Honey Budda Mudder" - which will soon be added to the lyrics of "I've Come to Wive it Wealthly"
* Michael spent this week obessing about making forts out of blankets, chairs and tables. I think that there may be a future as an architect here
* Some men and women have said that Jason's voice makes their labia quiver...yikes
*Lisa Ann and Shanna have started their own hiphop dance team. They have staked their territory and the crew boys are not allowed to "front" in the green room
* In return the Crew Boyz have staked claim to the backstage area and soon there could be shoes hanging from the electrics to mark their territory.
* It is rumored that the Bosnian cried at a viewing of Grey's Anatomy.

Coming Soon...There was a great big MOOSE, Singing weh-ooh, weh-ooh... (you want to read and see this blog)

"Let me explain..no there's too much...Let me sum up"

THE FIRST OFFICIAL BEER PONG TOURNAMENT!
First may we state that Zanna ditched out to go and knit pants (please see previous blog). Mores the pity for her. The red table was taped out to Tim's specification, rumor has it that he used his left testicle as the measuring tool. The referee and cheerleader were choosen and the bracket posted.


In double elmination Casey and Michael went out in the first round. Man they suck! It could be that Michael was really drunk. Their round resulted in a "water half hour" a rule instituted by Lisa Ann.
It got down to the finals: Darrel and Adam vs. Lisa Ann and Tim. There were several unconfirmed reports that the roommates hosting the second grandest affair in town had rigged the outcome. A hush fell over the crowd as the final game began. We would like to say it was more exciting but Tim and Lisa Ann Won. Is anyone surprise with all the practice that they put in and the home court advantage...the fix was in.


KMK CAST ARRIVES!!!!! - Moving on!
(what don't get offended - nothing has happened yet that's blog worthy- see previous post on how to make the blog - it was a close call with Brent wearing his "wubby", the onesy has returned!!!)


THE GRANDEST AFFAIR IN TOWN!!!! NEW YEAR'S EVE GALA





In the spirit of "summing it up" we will keep this portion of the blog to simple catch phrases:



"Can we have monitors at any point in this rehearsal" (no sound at dress)
"Is that Michael's TV in the Pit?"
"You mean that I don't have to move the crate anymore?"
How many girls can you stick in one dressing room - this is not the punch line to a joke
"Hey did you see Michael finacee, she looks pretty hot"
Dinner - scraps anyone?
Where is the silverware?
Michael's finacee has her first glass of THE House White Wine.
"Half hour,please.....Fifteen Minutes Please....Half Hour Please"

"I need a picture with you"
Kitchen is still serving....borrow anyone.
"Half Hour please, again."
Michael's finacee has another glass. That House White will get you every time.
East Coast celebrates New Year's
"Places, Please"
Finacee has one more drink - "for the show"
Curtain Speech..."There's No Business Like..."are we really doing this.
Really can I please get some monitors.
Too Darn Hot...the first screams are heard from the balcony...House White?
blah...blah...blah...Shug-aire. Il a your MOM!

Emcee appears in the phantom spot.
Finacee still drinking...
"There is nothing like..."a lady that has had the House White. WHOAAAAA!!!
Emcee appears in pit and talks of the artist in residence....WHOAAAA!!! WHOAAAA!!!!
Michael and Courtney do the "pass the duck"
WHOA!!!!! GO MICHAEL!!! WHOA!!!!!!!!!
Binders open... evening gowns on...
"It's a march you stupid F**k!"
Silence descends over the balcony...House White?????
"One day more"... and it's a new year....well almost since we started so late.
Denise spits champagne all over herself...and the party commences...
"Michael your finacee is passed out in the balcony!!!"
Has anyone seen Michael? "Why do you have to turn so sharp"
Oh yeah there was a balloon drop, cannons, a band, dancing, drinking....and we freaked Kurtis.

PHOTOS COMING SOON...HOPEFULLY.

AND NOW AN EXCITING ANNOUNCEMENT....OUR GUEST BLOGGER FOR KMK..KURTIS! (that dirty whore!) Crabs do not constitute a bribe. I think that is enough said about that ....

TOO tired to write much more...heading into tech week so keep your knitted pants on while we finish this bottle of reisling and we will get be back real soon.


Al still lives in "the one room over the BOSINAN bakery"