5.9.02 – Colonel Mustard did it in the library with the candlestick

we went to see the Boise Actors’ Guild (a local community playhouse) put on Agatha Christie’s Mousetrap tonight. I’d never seen or read the story, and it truly is a marvelous whodunit mystery. i’m terribly pleased with myself for guessing the ending. the show, while put on with limited resources, was loads of fun and well done. the english accents were a bit unpredictable, but several of the actors were quite good. i was confused by the guy who, dressed in a white shirt, slacks and a tie, insisted on wearing his pants slung skater-punk low, despite the fact that it was period piece circa 1950. it was just that he did a lot of leaping about the stage and i kept worrying that they might fall off.

you knew it was coming: the obligatory picture of my cat. every personal website has to have one. zeke had a rough day today; i took him over to meet the cats in the house where i might be house-sitting for all summer. zeke was well-behaved, but one of the cats, phoebe, kept cornering him and growling and spitting, and eventually the poor dear had to climb the curtains. i didn’t even try to introduce george, the insane dog that lives in in the back yard and who, in his enthusiasm, left great angry red scratches down my arms in place of a greeting. maybe zeke and i need to keep looking for our own apartment.