Puppets, Santa, and Hair

The puppet show Jason and I went to on Friday night was pretty amazing. I went into it not knowing what to expect, and I was pleasantly surprised. The only performer (other than the puppets) was Eric Bass, the puppeteer. The show was a series of vignettes of people in the "autumn" of their lives. It was funny, endearing, melancholy, and even a bit shocking. I teared up during the last story about an elderly rabbi who is being called by the angel of death. As an encore, the puppet who welcomed us to the show returned to sing one last song. He pulled audience members to the front to become his orchestra. Jason went up there and ended up playing a funny little instrument that quacked like a duck. The venue was amazing; it was a small place in the Nob Hill district of Albuquerque. The lobby was small (the size of my office at work), and the theater wasn't much larger. They had built bleachers with nine chairs along the top row, seven chairs in the middle row, and four chairs along the front. The "stage" was the area of floor in front of the wooden risers. I had no idea the place could only seat twenty people at time, but I was glad that Jason had called ahead to make reservations. Anyway, if you have a chance to see any performance from Sandglass Theater, then I highly recommend going. They're based out of Vermont and have converted a barn into a theater there, but they do tour and perform throughout the United States and world.

We took Ferguson to Petsmart to get his picture taken with Santa this morning. No, I'm not that crazy. I went because the rescue I volunteer with (and got Ferguson from) was taking the pictures there as a fundraiser. I went there to support them and all the chihuahuas they have up for adoption. They even have a little one named Bad Eye Moody. He is, of course, missing an eye. ;-) Jason's in the midst of reading the fifth Harry Potter book. I think he secretly wants to adopt Bad Eye Moody just because Mad Eye Moody is one of his favorite characters.

I managed to get $60 of Redken haircare products for $25 today. Jason's sister is working at a salon supply store. I dropped by this morning, and she let me pick out what I wanted. I got it all at below wholesale price. My hair is happy now.

::drools::

I did my X-Files marathon on Friday while I was being lazy. I'm in love with Skinner again. I had to put the picture of him from Zero Sum behind a cut because it makes my brain fizzle. Can't... handle... the... hotness... I seriously have these depraved fantasies of being bent over Skinner's desk. When I was sixteen, my mom and dad acquired a chair from a family friend who had bought a lot of furniture from an auction. The furniture was discarded (but still perfectly wonderful) pieces from the Capital. I begged and pleaded to have the chair put in my bedroom. Why? Because I wanted to pretend it was one of the chairs from Skinner's office. (It looked remarkably like them!) In hindsight, this was probably not a normal teenage thing to do. No wonder the neighborhood thought I was weird.

( apparently, it's briefs, not boxers )