How I know I'm lame.

That boycott was freakin' hard, man. It's tough for me to not just blather on to y'all about whatever the heck is on my mind.

So, Purim.

Purim was a lot of fun, despite the fact that Lis was sick and stayed home asleep.

Let me see: for our Purim schpeil, because people were sick, we had to do last-minute re-casting of Achashverosh, Haman, Chris Crocker, the narrator, Esther, and Julius Caesar. However, the play went off BRILLIANTLY -- the edits which I made since our performance on Sunday, which got a rather lukewarm reception, seem to have worked well.

See, here's the way that I go about making a funny play. Attempt to make a funny play, perform it, then cut out every line that doesn't get a laugh.

The play went from twelve script pages to ten, and from a running time of fifteen minutes to ten minutes.

I'll probably post a "final performance script" at some point.

Charlie's Hillary Clinton costume was AMAZING. He's got blond hair and fair skin, and he showed up in a black suit jacket, white shirt, black pants, and a strand of pearls. He looked perfect.

I also brought a few bottles of booze to share around -- I brought some calvados (French apple brandy), absinthe, overproof bourbon, and Sailor Jerry's spiced rum. All of them were very popular. And I baked hamentashen, which were also well-received -- I heard at least one person express shock that they were poppyseed hamentashen, but good.