FINALLY, A Urinetown Story

Okay. Last night we conducted the latest full run-thru of Urinetown, where, despite a hilarious script in the hands of some of the funniest people I've ever worked with; there have been to date no real "Oh, I gotta blog that" moments.

Last night, Jaclyn and Michael provided it. In the first act, Jackie asks Michael for a coin, and he tosses her one. Blocking has Michael on the 2nd floor, now, and Jackie waited on the ground floor. He obligingly flipped her a coin, which bounced twice, than rolled straight off the stage, into the audience. "Ah, shit." "Better luck next time, Little Sally!" Not batting an eye, Little Sally's heart sank just a bit.

At their end of their scene, Little Sally thanks Lockstock for the coin. Again, smooth as paint, Jackie adhered to the script and delivered the line, heavy with sarcasm. "Thanks for the coin." (Subtext? "You big jerk. Jeeze.")

I love it when harmless things go wrong, and I love it even more when it works.

Good times.