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07/25/2004: "Theater"

I went over to the park to see the outdoor production of Seussical last night; it was the last presentation and I know a couple of people in the cast, a pair of Whos. It had rained ferociously on Friday night and the performance was cancelled. So the show began, the who cast was on stage and I spotted my friends. It was nice and tuneful, but it's been too long since I've read any of the books and I couldn't follow the plot. If you can't follow Dr. Seuss, you're really confused. After a while I got distracted by a little boy nearby, who was enjoying the show so much he was practically bursting. He was jumping up and down with excitement, little rhythmic hops. Why, I wondered, don't adult jump up and down with excitement? How do we manage to hold all that zippy energy in? After a while his mom grabbed hold of him and tried to hold the little squirmer down. I'd lost track of the one show and the other had drawn to an end, so I went home.