It’s becoming a tradition that we try to arrange our schedule to go and see my old friend Howard performing every summer in whatever touring outdoor show he is in. This year it is Gangsta Granny, the heartwarming tale of a boy who discovers his grandmother is an infamous jewel thief.

Howard (in the silver vest above) plays the boy’s father…

… and an obnoxious neighborhood watch busybody.

You may notice something strange about some of these pictures.

That’s right, the sun is shining. After what seems like forty days and forty nights of water falling from the skies…

… the clouds parted and a vulture carrying an olive tree plummeted to the ground. Something like that, anyhow. YMMV

It was a lovely evening, and the production was delightful. The many kids in the audience had a great time, but there was plenty of fun for the adults, too.

After the show we went out to dinner with my brother and his wife, to celebrate their 45th wedding anniversary. The restaurant was cramped, and the floor was uneven (I was in danger of being tipped face forwards off my chair into the table) but the food was delicious.