Last week I saw a very much excellent show, Barbarians, right down the street from where I live. Seeing top class actors like that in a space that holds about 50 is really great, but when you crank it up to 11 with performances that made me have to remember I was not actually in a room with a bunch of angry skinheads (or one angry skinhead and his two friends) it all just a bit too much. Well, actually, it wasn't too much at all, it was fantastic.
(Looks like there's a fair few other reviews I haven't posted lately, including one for Einstein on the Beach and a chatty thing on how I rate shows, but rather than link back to about a month's worth of writing I'll just say to head yourself to my Wordpress blog if you're interested. Work is so busy I can barely find any time to write at all these days, especially with a four show a week schedule, so crossposting them to Livejournal just isn't happening.)
Meanwhile in my other obsessions I've got 192 Foursquare mayorships, despite losing two this morning. My my, it's a good thing I try to avoid getting into things like this (she says 32,271 tweets later).