Something’s a-FOOT (and I don’t mean 30.48 centimetres, either)…

     Please excuse the dearth of recent updates on activities in and around the Fortress of Funitude and the Greater Funsville Area. Sparky and I have been aiding and abetting Mr. Cousins, M.A. (Master of Arts or Mildly Amusing, take your pick) in his final preparations for a presentation at the Festival of Original Theatre (known to all and sundry by the catchy acronym FOOT) at the University of Toronto (known to those who take that sort of thing seriously as the academic home of Marshall McLuhan). In this case, the medium actually is the message, because: A) The Cousins Lad will be regaling one and all with a few well-chosen words (scrupulously vetted by Yours Truly) on what it’s like to be an allegedly real person who embodies allegedly fictional  personas in the virtual and incorporeally ethereal space of The Radio Continuum; and B) “medium” is the size of t-shirts and jockey shorts that The Cousins wears, even after half a lifetime of lucullan dissipation.

     Here’s a link to the website for the entire festival…

Festival of Original Theatre

     …and a link to the description of Mr. Cousins’ part of the FOOT experience (probably the metatarsal arch, or some such thing).

The Cousins at the FOOT

     …and a link to the master schedule, so you know the date and time it’s happening.

When to see The Cousins at the FOOT

     If you happen to be in Toronto during the first weekend in February, it’s well worth going to—and completely free to you, the general public. My personal vested interest compels me to shill for Mr. Cousins’ contribution in particular. For those of you who’ve been wondering just exactly what goes on in a mind like his, this is an excellent chance to enlighten yourselves, without lightening your wallets in the process. Rumour has it that Sparky and I may put in an appearance…modesty and a flair for suspense prevent me from either confirming or denying this.

     We’ll continue our one-sided chats via The Great Worldwide Internet once the hurly-burly of all of this is done. Until then, I remain, as always, yours,

Uncle Fun

P.S. To whet your appetite for a possible appearance by myself and Sparky at FOOT, I’ll also leave you with another instalment in our highly informative and instructional series “How Not To Do It”. You know what those blue letters in the last sentence are for. Click and enjoy.