Gooooooood morning, Blogosphere!

I trust everyone had a particularly fat Tuesday yesterday. I ate pounds of leftover birthday cake. It had naked baby pictures of me on it. Awkward.

I've just popped in between classes to drop this little update into your collective lap.

HCHS legend and PACA veteran, Lucy McRae is involved in a healthy number of theatrical activities.

Madame McRae will be playing LadyCapulet and understudying Nurse in Manhattanville College's production of Romeo & Juliet (a little-known melodrama by some dead British guy. I'll understand if none of you have heard of it).
This will take place March 22-25th.

But Lucy's duties do not end there. She is also supreme commandant of the box office for the school.
Lucy jests that "people can contact 914-323-7175 to hear my voice on the box office line."
I suggest you all do so.

In addition, Lucy's senior thesis of Yeats's Cathleen ni Houlihanwill be performed in the Drama Department's Senior Thesis Festival, on campus, April 18-22nd (exact performance times TBA. (that means to-be-announced)). And that's all gonna go down in The EX (blackbox) Theatre. Love that blackbox.

Little known fact: Blackbox theaters are built so that, in invent that the college crashes into the side of a mountain, some record will remain of the events leading up to the tragedy.

Lucy is still not done! The girl is on a roll!

She will be performing as El Dottore (The Mediocre Doctor) in her friend Monica Moreau's senior thesis, which is a piece outlining some basic scenarios of the Commedia dell Arte.

Lucy takes the theatre seriously. She's graduating May 12 of this year, and looking for a place in the Big Apple.

I will firmly suggest that some effort be made on our part to witness at least one of what promises to be a string of theatrical triumphs for the young Miss Lucy.

That Senior Thesis Festival sounds particularly diverting.

Rally 'round the ol' blog, boys . . . and girls. Let's get some goodwill flowin'.

And, lest we forget our other brothers and sisters of the arts:

Martina Desnoyers in Grease:

Tomorrow (8), Friday (8), Saturday (2,8), Sunday (2).
Four days, five shows.
You have no excuse not to miss it.
I don't care if you're in a straight-jacket at the bottom of a harbor somewhere. Dislocate your shoulder and get here! If Mel Gibson can do it, you can too. (That's on a bumpersticker I have.)
(Not really.)
I myself plan to go to Friday's show with a bevy of comrades. I hope to see you there.

Caitlin Szewczyk in Bye, Bye Birdie:

This is a moving epic about the extinction of the Californian condor.
(Not really.)
But this'll be on weekends from March 2nd to the 18th.
Send a lil' love her way.

Andrew Menard in West Side Story:

Well, more aptly put, above West Side Story.
He's the freakin' lighting director.
How nifty is that?
He's long been the light of our lives, now he'll light a bunch of dancing street-toughs.

Remember these, my friends. Show some gersh darn solidarity.

And be sure to send any information you get to either me
-mailto:-roofinjack@yahoo.com
-Facebook, (Richard Joseph Sugrue, HCC)
-MySpace, (http://www.myspace.com/garish_rude_cur)
-AIM, PiratesCry2
-Phone, (413)-532-2450
-Or telepathy.

Or Herr Goddu.

Or, simply comment on this blog.

The idea is to build a multi-regional theatrical spy network. As director of said network, I'd better put on an eye-patch and get an exotic pet. Like a llama, or an emu.
(That's some BNL humour, comin' atcha from the side!)

And now I'm off to fall asleep to The Maltese Falcon.