Caption, anyone?
Stoney and I finally decide on a show for the fall, only to discover that football season runs a week later this year, and we can’t have the customary date the theater department uses (during parent-teacher conferences, when the kids have a day off, which is awesome for the cast, crew AND production staff).
Bummer. Oh well, it’s OK. Go to the next week, right?
Wrong. There’s a symphony concert that will grab several of my best pit players that weekend. Bummer. Oh well, it’s OK. Go to the next week, right?
Wrong. Basketball scrimmages start up.
So what are we theater geeks to do? Improvise. The wheels are turning. We might have to think so far outside the box that we can’t even see the box anymore. Boxless; that’s us.
Even though it’s no one’s fault, it kind of makes me mad. Kind of makes me want to paint things falling off cliffs. 
I know what you mean. I’m in the same mood today. You and Stoney will come up with something, sweetie. Still, it’s a shame. Ok, so, what’s the musical????!
Fiddler on ze Roof!!!
WHOA!!!!
OY VEY!
Traditioooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooon
FRUSTRATION, to say the least — an rightfully so. I’m thinking, but have no ideas for you now.
Fiddler? Wow that will be great! I hope you come up with a date that will work.
Thanks, RD and Suzi — we did actually come up with a working alternative, and everyone seems to think it will be fine — YAY!