Cast of The Liar
Park Square Theatre’s 2016-2017 season begins with the area premiere of The Liar from September 9 to October 2. Playwright David Ives’ laugh-out-loud comedy centers on the escapades of Dorante, a gentleman who cannot tell the truth, and his servant Cliton who cannot tell a lie.
In the spirit of the play’s hilarious premise, we asked people to share their own stories about lies with humorous results. The stories kept coming in:
When I was a kid, my mom bought my dad a smoker for smoking fish as her Christmas gift to him. He fished a lot, and we loved smoked fish. It was (and still is) quite expensive to buy but much cheaper to smoke yourself.
I knew my mom had purchased this smoker. It was a hard gift to wrap and would have been obvious as to what it was if it had been placed under the tree. So my mom hid it in another part of the house. Christmas Eve, after everyone had opened all of their gifts, my mom proclaimed that we were all done opening gifts, which was, of course, a lie. I think she wanted to prolong the secret and heighten the element of surprise!
I turned and looked at her and said, “No we’re not. Dad hasn’t opened his smoker yet!”
Whoops! My poor mom’s face fell, and I instantly knew that I had revealed the lie, and her secret/surprise was blown!
After a moment, however, everyone, including my mom, began to laugh about my faux pas. My mom brought out the smoker, my dad loved it, and all was well. We still laugh about that event almost every year when we’re with my parents for Christmas!
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Here I am, sitting in the house my husband and I built with our own hands (and used to rent out), and it’s been almost 11 years since we lived here last. All these memories keep popping up from when we were here and the kids were younger. I also keep remembering funny (or not so funny) stuff my past tenants did.
One tenant, Eileen, was a real character. I’m convinced she was a born liar because she would bluster her way around the truth to get whatever she wanted. On the application to rent my house, she agreed to get the utilities in her name, “No problem; no problem.”
Soon after, she did her best to sell me on the idea of installing a wood stove, and it would save her money, keep her warmer, etc. I told her (several times) that I was quite happy with my propane furnace, thank you. But over the next few weeks before she was supposed to move in, she kept working on me to get a wood stove.
Finally, before we were supposed to move out and she move in, I had the feeling to check on the utilities and found out Eileen had bad credit (oops), and the propane company would not give her an account. At that point, my daughter and I started laughing. We did a big head smack–that’s why Eileen wanted that wood stove so bad.
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One summer my niece had gone to the PRIDE parade and given me a glow-in-the-dark sperm keychain that she have gotten there. I attached it to my purse as a zipper pull. One day an eight-year-old boy spotted it and asked me, “What is this?”
Without thinking, I said, “A glow-in-the-dark sperm.”
“A squirm?” he asked. “What’s a squirm?”
“No,” I said. “A sperm.”
“Squirm? What IS that?”
Then I caught myself and replied, “Oh, I meant a worm. It’s a worm!”
“Oh, okay. I thought you said ‘squirm’ and didn’t know what that is.”
A year later ….
The now nine-year-old boy was looking at the glow-in-the-dark sperm again and said, “I know what this is, and it isn’t a worm.”
“Really?” I asked. “Then what is it?”
“It’s a tadpole.”
“Are you sure it’s not a worm?”
“I know what tadpoles look like,” he insisted. “And this is definitely a tadpole, NOT a worm.”
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(If you missed it, go back to see the blog “Lies! Lies!” And, yes, indeed–still more lies to come in a future blog!)
As part of our Meet the Cast of The Liar Blog Series, let us introduce you to Sara Richardson:
