

After greeting guests in the lobby, I de-tuxed (not to be confused with de-toxed, which, you know, may be the case someday) and headed backstage. (View from the wings, yeah, yeah yeah.) I caught this shot of Tom Hammons puttering (and pattering) on stage as Bartolo.

But, wait! It gets better...

Andy Gangestad (Don Basilio) is truly a friend to poultry everywhere. For he spirited me out from the shroud of vegetation and placed me in plain view on the harpsichord on stage! (And a choir of angels sang...)
I can't promise you I will be as lucky this Saturday night at the performance, but a chicken can hope. A chicken can hope.
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