Monkling's Blog

Theresa had a story to share with us before heading back to her dorm tonight. A few days ago, a girl fell asleep in the lounge of one of the dorm buildings. She was “inappropriately touched” while she slept, woke up and chased the guy off. The college issued a warning to everyone to be careful, lock your doors, keep an eye out for anything suspicious.

The really amusing part of the warning was the description of the guy: “Blue pants & white shirt”

That was the entire description, word for word.

Theresa shares my warped sense of humor. Darling Daughter gave some accusing looks to 2 of her male friends who happened to be wearing the same attire as the offender. One of them had walked through that lounge 15 minutes earlier and saw the girl sleeping there. Naturally my daughter had to give her friend a hard time. “If you had been there 15 minutes later, you could have saved her.”

Well I suppose finding the humor in it is a whole lot better than living in fear, eh?

Yesterday we went off to Herricks Community Center minus half the expected crowd, to see Fiddler on the Roof. (For anyone in the NY area who might be interested in attending a performance, the Herricks Community Players put on 2 plays a year so check out their website.)

It helps knowing people in high places. We had seats in the second row, center. Now I know you may be thinking the second row might be too close; that we were in danger of getting spit on. Ah, but no. The orchestra saved us by providing a buffer between us and the actors. I do think they need to do a better job with their musicians, though. They should only have ugly ones. If you stick a good looking clarinet player directly in front of a 19 year old, it can be distracting.

The performance was great & it was a lot of fun except I was terribly disappointed that I couldn’t take photos. I think that’s just plain mean so I didn’t listen to them. No one’s going to tell me I can’t take a picture of Fiddler on the Roof:

Yeah, that’s right. I walk on the edge. Let them come and get me!

Oops. I just realized my sister reads my blog. Uh, Janet, you didn’t miss anything. Really. It was horrible. I just said it was good because I lie a lot. Spending the day in the hospital was probably a lot more fun. Don’t you believe me??