Friday, March 25, 2011
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
ACTING! The Diviners-Kettering Fairmont HS 1987
C.C. Showers & Buddy (Me & Dan Hickey)
Dan, Tammy Grubb, Me, Nick Eddy
Me & Nick.
Seasholtz & Eddy
Me, Nick, Dan & Holly Martin
Norma sweeps up! (Julie Williams)
Doug Stienke & unknown!
The Diviners was my big break as a leading man in the last high school production of my career! It was pretty bleak and serious stuff for a high school play. It's about a former preacher (C.C. Showers) who stumbles into a small southern town where he meets Buddy who is a diviner, meaning he can find water wells with a stick. Thing is, Buddy won't bathe because his mother drowned when he was a wee lad. At the end C.C. convinces Buddy to get in the water only to have the entire town show up thinking it's a baptism and Buddy drowns. The end! Our whole production was done in a minimalistic style with no scenery on a raised inclined stage. Our director, Ric Roe was full of piss and vinegar and worked us young thespians hard. In fact, he thought we were doomed to fail until after opening night when suddenly everything came together like magic! It convinced my dad that maybe going to college for theater wasn't such a crazy idea after all. In fact, Dan Hickey and I both ended up going to Eastern Michigan University to study theater. I think these pictures are great and really show how intense our little play was.
Dan, Tammy Grubb, Me, Nick Eddy
Me & Nick.
Seasholtz & Eddy
Me, Nick, Dan & Holly Martin
Norma sweeps up! (Julie Williams)
Doug Stienke & unknown!
The Diviners was my big break as a leading man in the last high school production of my career! It was pretty bleak and serious stuff for a high school play. It's about a former preacher (C.C. Showers) who stumbles into a small southern town where he meets Buddy who is a diviner, meaning he can find water wells with a stick. Thing is, Buddy won't bathe because his mother drowned when he was a wee lad. At the end C.C. convinces Buddy to get in the water only to have the entire town show up thinking it's a baptism and Buddy drowns. The end! Our whole production was done in a minimalistic style with no scenery on a raised inclined stage. Our director, Ric Roe was full of piss and vinegar and worked us young thespians hard. In fact, he thought we were doomed to fail until after opening night when suddenly everything came together like magic! It convinced my dad that maybe going to college for theater wasn't such a crazy idea after all. In fact, Dan Hickey and I both ended up going to Eastern Michigan University to study theater. I think these pictures are great and really show how intense our little play was.
Monday, February 28, 2011
Thursday, February 17, 2011
Thursday, February 10, 2011
R.I.P. DR. CREEP-Barry Lee Hobart (June 23, 1941 – January 14, 2011)
CLUBHOUSE 22
I feel sorry for today's TV generation.
They will never know the comfort of Uncle Al & Captain Wendy
Singing for you every morning and having you do the Twist on a tree stump for a box of Mama's cookies and a bottle of Barq's.
They will never will never feel the secret thrill of knowing Mister Moose is about to unleash a hell-storm of ping-pong balls unto Captain Kangaroo's head!
They have no Doctor Creep to guide them through a week's worth of Godzilla movies on Shock Theater.
No Joe Smith and Duffy the Dog to teach them traffic safety in between Tom & Jerry cartoons after school.
Here's to the forgotten local kiddie show hosts.
You'll always be remembered as a friend to me.
No matter what time.
No matter what channel.
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