My goodness, i’m starting to think that everybody in springfield is MAD.
it’s all because of a little invitation that you may or may not have received in the mail.
first, Margaret got one. she called Mom to tell her about it. it’s an invitation to a special preview of the Abe Lincoln Presidential Library. it’s for “theater community members,” and it’s next week.
Mom didn’t get an invitation. She wasn’t happy that she didn’t. I said, maybe Margaret got one because of her connection to the SJ-R. Mom finally said she didn’t CARE about the invitation, anyway.
Early in the week, she and Dad got one. Whew. So did i. Crisis averted.
I then asked Randy if he’d gotten one.
Nope. WHY didn’t he get one??? Anger. Grrrr. Randy has done LOTS of theater!
Randy took matters into his own hands, and called P., the guy in charge of sending out the invitations. P. said he didn’t have Randy’s address, but that he WAS on the Very Important List. You have to be on the list to get in, because SECURITY IS VERY TIGHT. P. said initially he was allowed to send 100 or 150 invitations, then “they” said he could send out 200 MORE, and then, 200 MORE THAN THAT! so, 550 theater people?
I guess, then, that if you WEREN’T invited, you SHOULD BE MAD! because, clearly, everybody who is anybody, even those who are only marginally anybody, will be there. theater people, that is.
Anyway, Randy now assumes he’ll be on the list. he wondered if we could dress up – i could wear the fancy green skirt and pointy green high heels he gave me for xmas and i’m dying to wear. i don’t think it’ll be that fancy, i told him. i’m wondering if there will be snacks at the event, since they don’t seem to have found anybody to do any catering. maybe i should bring some treats with me, but they probably wouldn’t let them in, because of the searching and stuff they’ll be doing in order to thwart terrorists.
Margaret is very concerned about where people will park.
Randy called John to see if he’d been invited, and JOHN WASN’T INVITED EITHER! John, too, was VERY MAD. He’s a BIG theater guy, he’s going to have a lead this summer at muni, he’s a staunch supporter of theater in spfld, and his address is clearly listed in the phone book! plus, he’s a bona-fide member of the media! OUTRAGE! Then John said he didn’t care. Just like Mom.
whew, so at this point, i’m thinking that people all over town are PISSED OFF. if you read this and you, too, weren’t invited to the spectacle gala, well then, i guess you’ll be pissed off, too.
maybe i shouldn’t have even brought it up. i try to make people feel better in life, i don’t want to make everybody in springfield ANGRY all of a sudden.
instead of being mad, you could figure that you’re in fine company, that many, many people WEREN’T invited. try to let it go. think peaceful thoughts. breathe, in and out, slooowwwly…
try not to be mad. and try not to GLOAT if you did get invited. i’m pretty sure i was invited because I know that P. knows my address. no gloating here, though. i just want to see the place.
and the more important issue, really, is – will there be snacks?
ok then,
grace visualizing spring because that’s the only way to experience it since it clearly ISN’T COMING anytime soon.