Theater Review: Blood and Thunder
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"Hello everyone. Please take your seats and, if you have not done so already, visit the restroom now" the chirpy usher announced from the center of the stage of the cozy Hyperion Station theatre.
"If you have to, please go now as there is no intermission and no access to our restroom once the show begins." As I gripped my complimentary ironic cheap beer, panic set in -- "Oh my G-d I'm going to have to pee so bad now! Damn those Mango margaritas at Casito Del Campo..damn them to hell! What happens if I can't hold it and I just pee, pee all over my seat. I'll be blacklisted from Los Angeles Theatre forever...."
As I was imagining what kind of theatre they had in Rancho Cucamonga, my playmate Kaytlin leaned in with her epic words of wisdom, "If we forget we have to pee, then we'll know the plays is good."