funny from the road today...

...if by "the road," I mean it was actually Gilbert Avenue, a mile from the scene shop. We were on our way back to our cars from our performance at St. Mary's today, so technically it was part of the touring day, and it made me laugh really loudly for about two minutes straight, which doesn't often happen when I'm not on a phone call from Daytona at midnight.

ME: Is he married?
Amy: No...
ME: Oh goodness, I bet he's really lonely, he seems to have the Playhouse and I guess photography and that's about it.
Amy: Yeah, I asked Jamie if he was actually interested in men or women, she said she thought women but she wasn't sure.
ME: Oh, that never occurred to me, actually, but he's not totally unattractive, and he seems nice enough...poor guy...
Amy: I know, I mean he's definitely super dorky but I'm sure there's some equally dorky man-slash-woman who would be really happy with him.
ME: Maybe that's it, that's what he's looking for--literally, a man-slash-woman.
Amy: Yeah, maybe that's the problem--
ME: I mean the supply is really thin, it must be tough--
Amy: --Yeah, it's a real seller's market for those folks.

In other news, I finally finished watching Manhattan. Some absolutely fantastic actors in it, as Allen is wont to get, and some great lines, and of course I LOVE the musical theatre score, though Woody apparently hated the movie and was often ashamed of it. In Central Park on a horse-drawn carriage (a clichéd situation, but it is chosen by the child in question), Woody's character Issac says the following to his 17-year-old girlfriend:

You know what you are? You're God's answer to Job, y'know? You would have ended all argument between them. I mean, He would have pointed to you and said, "Y'know, I do a lot of terrible things, but I can still make one of these." You know? And then Job would have said, "Eh. Yeah, well, you win."

Of course I don't normally support a squirrelly 42-year-old man seeing a 17-year-old girl, and it's always really hard for me to watch the little guy make out with anyone, but that might just win me over. Though I'd prefer him to be taller. And with more hair. Darker and curlier, while we're at it. But most importantly, if the lesson learned in the end is "not everyone gets corrupted... you have to have a little faith in people," and Woody Allen, the Cynic's Savior, believes it, then so do I.