All The Stars

Sure, I'm a week late in posting this, but The Panhandle Players' production of Little Shop of Horrors hit the ball right out of the park.  Community theater usually isn't my thing, having had my fill of coerced theater by the fifth grade.  However, it's kind of fun to sit back anonymously and enjoy the show upon occasion.  I believe I'll be attending more often.

Also, it was a treat to be back in the Chapman High School auditorium.  It's a wonderfully solid old building that brings back school memories.  It's built of proto-brutalist concrete, poured like they don't pour it anymore, with added flourishes like they haven't done since the 1930s when it was built.  Pecky cypress woodwork everywhere.  The bathrooms however are much upgraded (and generally less violent and cigarette smoke-filled) than I remember.  I guess some things do improve with age.