The freaky geeks I found on Friday evening were still there yesterday morning, and they were still there playing their games yesterday afternoon. This LAN party seems tot have been an all weekend thing, since they showed no sign of going away last night. They have taken over brandies! Tres amusing.

As for myself it’s actors weekend, so I spent yesterday going to performances. Most of my friends are actors, so I should support them by watching their shows; after all, most of them came to my exhibition in Thursday night. It must be said, I saw some great things:

First off I saw god’s island, directed by Ben. A great piece which seemed to humanise the bible, satirising it and make it real. I liked it because it actually admitted that Jesus was a bastard.

Next over to ps1 for the blue room, directed by Steve carn (god). to be honest I found the plot hard to follow, since it was very broken and abstracted. Seemed to involve a lot of sex and wit – always a good combination in plays I think.

After a brief interval during which I got into a discussion over the existence of good and evil with Pete (a supremely clever guy), I went into a rather disconcerting piece set in a mental hospital. The dramatis personae were both patients and staff, and it was about the interaction between them. It gave me a nasty, uneasy feeling in the pit of my stomach.

The next one, however, actually was set in hell. Faustus! Well, a truncated version of Faustus anyway. It was very good, very gothic and dark. However, it was an updated version, wherein the director seemed to be drawing parallels between ‘the dark arts’ of Faustus and modern science. I better address this: science can be used for good or ill. Faustus may have sold his soul to the devil for science, but this in no way means that all scientists do so. There seems to be a deep mistrust of science in a few quarters of society, which I think is dangerous. Mind you, from what I was reading last night about cybernetics, we might one day become like the Borg.

Lastly – and it was about 6pm by this time – I went to see Trojan Women, directed by Emma. Now, I know Emma, and anything less than superb wouldn’t satisfy her. For one, she chose a great piece of tragic theatre, although, as a person with Greek blood, I feel it was biased. It made the Greeks out to be bloodthirsty baby killers, who took troy using trickery and then pillaged it. If you ask me it was the Trojans fault – I mean, anyone stupid enough to see a great big wooden horse outside their gate and instantly think ‘ah, our enemies have sent us a great present, lets take it in” deserve to get their arses whooped. Oldest trick in the book, innit? Anyway, the acting was great, the directing superb, and it had fire too!

I must say, however, that because my home help come late on weekends I missed the first treat of the day. I really wanted to go watch Steve as Elvis! I had heard quite a bit about the piece directed by rolfie: apparently it had a disabled man, in a wheelchair, being wanked off by an Elvis impersonator. However, they only told me this last detail after the performance, or I might not have let them use My Frigging Wheelchair! I hope they cleaned it up after!

Anyway, all in all, it was a great day, rounded off with a trip to the pub. Today promises to be equally impressive, and I’m especially looking forward to Pool, No water, directed by Rocky and with Switch, Fran and Charlie. Tonight we intend to eat dinner in a pub, and then there’s a huge house party tomorrow night. Given the success of actors weekend, as well as the fact that my exhibition seemed to be a huge success, I feel like celebrating!