A little farce...

...and not just on the stage.

Last night, Miss Sassyhair and I trekked over to the East Bay, to attend the opening of Berkeley Rep's latest offering, Moliere's "The Miser." It's loooooong... but very funny, and the acting is really great. The staging is interesting as well.

And since it was opening night, the usual spread of free wine and snacks awaited us in the lobby after the play. That is a delightful tradition, I might add. But as we were partaking, we spotted the Thousand-Year-Old man who hit on Miss Sassyhair at our last Berkeley Rep outing, so we kept moving around the room, (which was quite crowded, since there were so many people glomming onto the free food) to avoid talking to him again.

Then some odd guy started to chat me up, and it appeared no place in the room was safe. It was comical, how many times we moved. And I'm not sure TYO got the hint, because it seemed like every time we settled somewhere, he'd end up nearby, moving ever closer.

We finally ended up in the ladies room, figuring THAT was safe... and also, because we needed to stop in there anyway. That's when we realized how late it was, and figured it was best to make our exit.

Luckily, we got out without Miss Sassyhair getting stuck in a TYO moment... Yeesh.

And now... I desperately need a nap... but am facing an afternoon of laundry excitement after work. Does life get any more exciting than that??