Sixth Week - Revel in Murder and Madness
The salty sailor has been adopted into Jekyll's family after a rejuvenating hike into the Red Rocks. We are hoping that this will help him spend a little less time at the Red Rat pining over girls in silk and lace in black and red. Jekyll's brother proves that he might have a little of the family madness. By the end of the week he was consuming Formula HJ69 like water, participating in puppet madness and all the general shinanigans. Unfortunately the end of the week brought a disturbing event - the departure of the puppets. Jekyll was returning to the big city (lust like a raging desire was unleashed on the city by Hyde – or so the rumors go) and taking our furry friends with him. But never fear while the puppets take up residence in India, they will be sorely missed by all who fisted them. While the first mate and Jekyll were on this trek, Lady B chastised others exclaiming “enough of this brouhaha.” She could have been referring to the sin with no name going on during Murder, Murder.
Seventh Week - They’d only see the tragedy, they would not see our intent…
These new sweet sensations are coming to an end. But we were determined to leave this experiment with a bang (or at least some well placed flash paper). Hyde’s return brought on some more brouhaha. The Board made one final journey to the Silver Fox to consume more of our favorite formula and sing out our 
woes. The governors rocked it out with a little help from some Red Rat ladies. The tavern really got rocking as the Bishop and Nellie wailed out “The Devil Went Down to Georgia” (Very Nice!) Lucy pulled out her signature move and climbed up on the tables for dancing. The Bishop tried to disguise himself while causing more havoc, but unfortunately he too closely reminded everyone of our dear “Poops.” But this event sparked more mistaken identities – The truth other men do not see.
I don’t like it, Henry. And no one liked the last day of this experiment called show. Our final journal entry for this seven week journey into the minds of man was truly an experience. Many tears were shed, and laughs shared, a toast given and goodbyes said. Jekyll (or was it Hyde) left us early to prepare for his next experiment in India. A stotic group tried to be wise and analyze the situation to avoid the emotional pitfall but... Not this time, John. A gathering at the ladies of the night’s house left us with incriminating photos of the men of London and Harlem in a pair of small white spankies. (someone please send me some photos). Here’s to the Night!!
For I will live inside you forever… and this show I am sure will live with all of us for a long time to come. We will all ponder the question were we "a good cast...[were we] a bad cast"?
Have a safe jourrrrrnnnneeeeyyyyy!
One final word from Hyde:
