bethb's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- insert your own tambourine joke here. 0ne of my duties as prop girl for the shakespeare theatre, is that i have to know where every lantern, bullwhip, fork, chair and pun cushion reside. in boxes, on shelves, in drawers, whatever. There have been many a prop girl before me, and having met three of my predecessors, they were...um...eccentric to say the least. so i'm downstairs in storage, lugging bookcases, sorting through boxes that haven't been opened in years...(mostly because a lot of them were up high) so i'm finding stuff like old playboys and 'torchy' comics from a production of Measure for Measure we did a few years before i got here, and then i hit the mother load. maybe it's not really a mother, maybe it's just a load. 3 boxes of tambourines. more than 3 dozen tambourines. i haven't counted them, i just estimated that each box probably holds more than 12 tambourines. that, i think you'll agree with me, is enough to even give the partridge family pause. 11:18 a.m. - 2001-07-18 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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