the niki and lindsey show

god forbid you should ever sit next to or behind or in front of my sister and i when we are at any sort of performance: dance, music, play, whatever...you don't want to be the poor bastards who end up on either side of us. niki and i are both very opinionated and brilliant people, and we tend to, uhh...critique what we're watching as we are watching it. i know she just blogged about the performance we saw at the kennedy center last night, and DUH, anything she can do i can do better (and my bangs are so much cuter, i don't care if you cut yours first!), but i just couldn't get the image of everyone's favorite grumpy old theatre goers, statler and waldorf, out of my head, and i was thinking that maybe jim henson's creative team was looking for a younger version of this dynamic duo, to really reach out and relate to today's audiences. i mean, we are pretty much a gold mine of hilarity and the henson empire would be FOOLS to pass an opportunity like this up...come to a concert with us. we will chat your ears off about the set design, the play list, the obnoxious people in the audience next to us who won't shut up. see a play with us, and i promise, we will entertain you way more than anything on stage. and if you ever get a chance to catch "jeckyl and hyde" the musical with us, oh my god are you in for a treat. i think we actually embarassed my mother on that one, since neither one of us could contain our laughter at one actor, his face painted right down the middle so he could be both jeckyl AND hyde, having a song-fight WITH HIMSELF. brilliant. GIVE THAT MAN A TONY! GIVE HIM ALL THE TONYS!!! really. half the fun of going to things like this is talking to my sister the whole damn time. no wonder my mother still has to separate us in church. if she'd didn't we'd probably heckle the priest right off the altar.