Bearing a Basketball is quite Laborious

Posted in Seasonal Disorders on August 14, 2004 | Permalink | Comments (3)

After reading how one critic described me as "an English woman who looks like she's about to give birth to a basketball," she tried reassuring me that my fake basketball belly can't possibly look worse than that of one of the female characters on Days of our Lives whose fake belly apparently got squished during a dramatic rescue scene or something.

But alas, that just reminded me...

During last weekend's opening performance, my leading man poked my fake bean-baggy-pillowy belly with way too much enthusiasm at one point during our performance leaving a huge and very obvious dent in it!

We both looked down at it for a split second in complete horror... and at that moment I was sooooo tempted to say: "Well would you look at that! The poor kid is obviously a bit soft in the head, just like her father!"

I didn't, but in retrospect, I think I should have, don't you think?

3 Comments

pylorns said:

that would have been freaking funny.

August 15, 2004 9:57 AM

Maddi said:

Yep, you should have, it would have been ace! Just go with the flow next time...

Hey, that reminds me of the time I watched Romeo and Juliet in an open air theatre in Amsterdam. Every time an airplane came over, the entire cast on stage would freeze mid-action, and put their hand to their foreheads and gaze at the plane. They just turned it into a kind of running gag. Awesome.

August 15, 2004 10:26 AM

James said:

I say when in doubt, ad-lib. That would've had me rolling. But, since I'm in a wheelchair anyway, I guess that's not saying much. So, I'll say that would've had me laughing really, really hard!

August 15, 2004 5:08 PM

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