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All the reviews since the last time I posted links to my reviews September 14, 2008

Filed under: Reviews — Temple @ 9:01 am

Even though I haven’t been posting all summer, I have been seeing shows and writing about them for our favorite tarty little paper, the Portland Mercury. Unfortunately, there’s more crap than quality out there…and since I actually like theater quite a bit, I don’t love having to write negative reviews. But I just can’t bring myself to suck it like the O or WWeek and tell you, loyal readers, that something mediocre is something great. Insert lipstick on a pig reference here. Or, a slightly clunkier takeoff on that: you can dress a creationist in a naughty librarian costume, but she’s still someone who’ll burn your science textbooks.

From T:BA:08, my favorite of the festival, Lemon Andersen’s Beautiful Struggle
From T:BA:08, Linda Wysong’s Backyard Conversations

From T:BA:08, Daniel Beaty’s Resurrection

Blackbird at Artists Rep

Pylon at Portland Ensemble Theater Company

Third Eye’s craptastic Cannibal! The Musical

NWCTC’s decent Troilus & Cressida

Profile’s mediocre House of Blue Leaves

Speaking of things that are over, the 24-hour Plays at CoHo

The usually rockin Do Jump!’s okay Entusiasmo

CoHo and Cygnet’s kickass 9 Parts of Desire

defunkt’s The Garden Party

Miracle Theater Group’s Oya: Call the Storm

The remarkably awful Scotland Road by Jeffrey Hatcher

Dreamgirls. Enh.

A book review! X Saves the World

 

Social Networking Sites are SO 2006. September 14, 2008

Filed under: facebook — Temple @ 7:45 am

So I know it’s been about 79 years since I last posted…but I thought it fair to re-enter the virtual party with a little PSA. In case any of you were wondering, Facebook is officially over.

I just joined and am having fun wasting craploads of time looking at pictures of people I haven’t seen in 10+ years and their children. I’d stubbornly refused to attend the party for no reason other than that I’d spent a lot of time on Friendster, ok, and I wasn’t thrilled about having to set up another profile especially since MySpace just makes my brain bleed a little every time I land there and I really don’t have the time or platelet count for that kind of hemorraghing, ok?

But Facebook appears to be designed specifically for us aging xers who couldn’t live without our computers but whose brains were actually formed more by words on a page than moving pictures on a flatscreen.

But yeah. Since I’m here now, I’m pretty sure it’s over. Sorry about that, guys. But hey. It’s election season, so at least we can channel our time and energy into that, right?