Look how pretty Marigold is!!! Doesn’t she look lovely and charming? All the warmth and goodness this world needs? Well beneath that adorable surface lies the black heart of a nuisance graffiti tagger. That’s right - nobody knows but at night, when her husband is sleeping, she creeps out of bed, dresses in a black hoodie and sneaks away to wreak havoc on her pristine neighborhood. Down the street she soars on her bike, to spray paint ‘TITZ’ on the side of the post office drop box receptacle. Do you remember when someone spray painted ‘JEEZ’ in huge, puffy letters in turquoise with a black shadowing on the side of the drugstore exterior wall? That was Marigold. She couldn’t tell you why she does it. Something inside her yearns to push back against the clean, orderly world in which she seemingly thrives and fits. She sees a traffic signal control cabinet and she MUST cover it with a nonsensical bubble word. She cannot control the urge. Yeez, Zerk, Bros, Titz, Zoom, Solo, Nasty - these are the portals through which her complicated and bizarre compulsion asserts itself. No bus stop is safe. Park benches beckon her. She can’t even begin to think about the siren’s call of a train car. It’s DOPE. TAKE HER HOME!
What a delightful game baseball is! What a sweet town they were in! Oh isn't that grass so green?? Everybody is so funny! Best. Game. Ever......Margaronas are the best!
