And so Santaland begins....

So we are two days into Santaland. Oh the comedy - oh the humanity. That David Sedaris is one funny chap.

The quest with any one man show is how do you keep it visually interesting enough that half way thru the show the audience doesn't think "my god - someone else please walk into the room". Luckily we have Oliver Wadsworth, who is an old friend of the theater, and one hell of a charming chap.

Oddly, Santaland is like Hedwig in that people already know the material and already have a relationship to it (like Christmas Carol also), so we're on the quest to make it our own, without making it "too much" our own.

That and I'm trying to work on my "chewing straws" problem. So I'm eating a lot of gum. Let's see how this holds up.