How do you feel when you’re exposed?
When I’m exposed, sometimes I feel proud. Sometimes I feel shame.
I want to expose these things, here and now:
- the internet connection in the hotel room where my son Aaron and I are staying for our final day at the Edinburgh Festival Fringe is TERRIBLE,
- I am still anxious about the pin-point timing needed for Aaron to get his student visa in time to begin Edinburgh University on time, next month,
- this morning we are seeing Marc Mackinnon — a ginger/redhead, like my son, whom we met at last year’s Fringe — in a play called Mermalade,
- I won’t have time to include as much in today’s post as I would like,
- last night we saw an incredible show called Exposé, where Colin Cloud exposed unbelievable and sometimes embarrassing things about many audience members,
- earlier in the day we saw a fabulous improvised musical — thanks to Greg and the other members of Impromptunes — with the title “Zeus Takes a Holiday,” which was suggested by an audience member,
- on the Royal Mile in Edinburgh, we ran into James Wilson-Taylor, whose Fringe show Ginger is the New Black we had seen earlier in the week, and
- we also saw a hilarious sketch comedy show Beasts Present Mr. Edinburgh, where one of the comedians/contestants exposed his bum.
Have I exposed too much?
I shall now expose some photos I took yesterday, to further expose the wonderfulness of Edinburgh and the Festival Fringe.
If you want to expose those photos further (including the one we think looks like a George Seurat painting), click on any of them to enlarge.
Feel free to expose yourself in a comment below.
I shall now expose my thanks to all who helped me create this exposed post and to you — of course! — for whatever you choose to expose, today.