GRABBINGSAND

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Roswell Table Tennis Club. The front of his shirt says he is the president.

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DC Comics gets high marks for timing on this one. With the mayoral race in New Orleans heating up — witness the recent primary — it is quite interesting to watch how politics are being portrayed in the DC Universe analog to the Crescent City. Star City, for all intents and purposes, is NOLA. As Superman is to Metropolis, Green Arrow is to Star City. Instead of the devastating effects of a hurricane, Star City was ripped apart by bomb-happy arch-villains with a mad-on for Green Arrow.

As part of DC’s One Year Later event — the storylines of every major comic book were advanced 52 weeks ahead with little to no explanation of what happened in the interim — Oliver Queen (aka Green Arrow) has apparently hung up his quiver and traded his tights for a suit and tie. Why?

He’s the new mayor of Star City.

This is his first press conference. So again I say, Queen in 2006. He may be 2-dimensional and fictional, but he shows promise in the policy department …

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Sweetwater Happy Ending. Tasty.

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Filet at Capital Grille, Buckhead.

Daeva Lounges
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… if you’re a cat.

If you’re a human, you’ve been out in this summer-already sunlight, searching for bargains at unmentionable big box department stores and rehearsing for scenes with less than 70% of your actors accounted for. But all was not lost. We re-blocked a tricky scene involving a prisoner exchange and bought two bolts of white-ish fabric. The bolts will become massive curtains before the week is out. And besides, we’re doing this same scene on Tuesday, closer to sunset. Like I said … things are going well.

To be done: Arrange some manner of sound equipment for the show. We’re not mic-ing our actors (Pro-ject!), but incidental and pre-show music is rather key. Basically, we need a benevolent mobile DJ to let us use a pair of their speakers and a soundboard for four nights in May. We can’t pay them, but we’ll give them massive props in the program. So if you know somebody, send them my way.

To be done: Build some flats. I was supposed to have learned this art in college as part of my scene design class. And I did. But that was 12 years ago. If I remember correctly, it is just a matter of framing out what I need with lengths of 1″x2″, covering said frame with cloth (muslin? canvas?) and coating the whole thing with either paint or a mixture of water and glue.

Um. I’ll figure it out. And hey, if anybody local is feeling industrious and wants to lend a handy hand, I won’t say no. There might even be beer.

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Playing possum. This little fellow was wandering outside our rehearsal space last night. Alyssa named him “Pepper” — as in “Pepper Possum.” Apparently, there is some rule in the world of children’s book publishing that demands alliteration in the naming of cute animals.

No, we didn’t keep him. He could’ve been rabid. Or just confused. After all, he and his kin are nocturnal and there was plenty of daylight left.

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Vintage Jag in Little 5 Points.