Synnagain’s Weblog

It was a play I had written for church.  The first part was very slow moving.  It was a comedy but no one was laughing.  The day was hot.  We don’t get too many hot summer days in Minnesota some years, and that was a cold summer, but it was humid and muggy inside of the church.  The character actor (or acctress) was wearing a cotton sun dress.  She got up out of a chair, and the dress had stuck in her butt crack.  The audience roared with laughter.  The action of the drama picked up and the play went well.