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ONE-MAN PUPPET SHOW: Capitol Hill's Annex Theatre will be hosting my dear Lewis tonight. Written and performed by Kyle Loven, recipient of the Jim Henson Foundation 2009 grant and recent Seattle transplant, this "one-man show explores the ordinary and the extraordinary events that make up a person's life, and what remains when it's no longer in our hands." Though this description is slightly confusing to us (whose hands are our lives in then?), we're hoping it refers to the muppets puppets that will be featured as a part of this "dreamlike reality" that includes image-driven work such as music, objects, and projections. And hey, it's got be spectacular if the Henson folks love it! Too bad they probably won't be including the Riverbottom Nightmare Band as an opening act.

FREE POP SODAS FOR SEATTLEITES: For quite some time, every Friday the folks over at Jones Soda handed out free sodas to their South Lake Union neighbors and passersby, dubbing the program "Free Soda Friday." Well, the soda makers are offering not just the parched and thirsty, but all of Seattle a free Jones Soda, if you stop by their SLU headquarters today from 8 a.m. to 5 p.m. (And if you can't make it today FSF will take place at the Queen Anne Metropolitan Market the next two Fridays.) 8 a.m.-5 p.m., Friday // Jones Soda Co., 234 Ninth Avenue North // One free soda per person

Many years ago now, Capitol Hill was gay as shit. Maybe you think it's gay now, but it's gay like drinking a weak glass of Tang, rather than emptying a spoonful of the mix directly on your tongue.

MvB is off to Annex Theatre tonight for Love's Tangled Web; Saturday night is Bosco's jazz gig/CD party at The Mix in Georgetown. Sunday he hopes to be kissed--with tongue--by the spring sun's rays.

Duck Soup? A little beyond Little Miss Seattlest, who spent the first half hour of the movie asking "when are they going to start hitting each other?"

Their comedy show, "Versus vs. Versus," begins with Shenoah Allen and Mark Chavez perched on chairs and running through an absurdist news report and commentary; just when you feel you've got your sketch comedy bearings, they veer off into a new, absurd bit, like the one about the chess-playing bat. Oddly enough, it took us about five minutes to realize that they are called the Pajama Men at least in part because they both wear pajamas (tops and bottoms, so it's almost formal) throughout the show. Or maybe those happy hour (5-8 p.m.) margaritas at Cha Cha are stronger than we thought.

MONSTER MASH: Everyone's favorite non-robotic, non-dinosar body of awesome, a.k.a. the ferocious, hard-banging electronica/hiphop group Truckasaurus, is playing at Neumos with Head Like A Kite and Slender Means on Saturday. Heads up--Truckasaurus might be a band and not a car-eating machine, but they can still metaphorically smash your face in with their thumping, crunching, stomping version of music. It's beautiful, too. Imagine that!

Monologist Mike Daisey blasted off from Seattle about a decade ago, but like one of its stealthy mushrooms, the Pacific Northwest keeps popping back up in his life. He was at Town Hall with Reggie Watts a few weeks ago, and then opened Portland's TBA Festival with Monopoly and closed it with If You See Something, Say Something (which has not been presented in Seattle yet and that, fellow Americans, is a minor crime). Daisey has a repertoire of fourteen monologue (so far), including the recent How Theater Failed America, the epic Great Men of Genius, the caustic Monopoly, and the dotcom-ical 21 Dog Years, but on Friday, October 17, Annex Theatre will give the world premiere of his first play, The Moon Is A Dead World. He calls it a "dark fantasia about the Soviet space program." We got him on the line a while back, asked him very short questions, and then got out of the way.

It's gonna be hot as hell this weekend—ninety on Saturday—but fortunately you have an escape: the dark recesses of the theatre, which is going strong all summer long.

>>October 5 & 6 @ the Moore: Spectrum Dance is doing a new dance work called Interrupted Narratives/WAR, previewed in the P-I. There's also a video blog of the work's progress. With guests the Koresh Dance Company, the pride of Philly. Tickets: $15-$29.50 plus TM fees. Curtain 8pm.

Now, don't let the chicken- and cat-rape, possum-gutting, or deep-frying a sparrow put you off. (Or the hamster, which we don't have time to get into.) There's a lot of tenderness to playwright Kelleen Conway Blanchard's depiction of small-town life. And if former Pork Queen Lucinda is one-eyed, the Sheriff's plastic cranium doesn't seal that well, bemulleted Bud has testicular size-and-quantity issues, and Lucinda's brother Stu Lionel has a too-lively fascination with dead things (and how they get that way), that just says something vital about what it means to be human -- any rich, vibrant tapestry has got to have a few loose ends.

John Osebold has been a fixture within Seattle’s fringe community since coming out of the University Of Washington’s School of Drama ten years ago. His many acting/ writing/ singing/ performing/ composing/ directing projects include Player King’s ‘Ballyhoo,’ the sketch comedy group ‘The Habit,’ and he is currently a member of the band “Awesome”, who released their first album, ‘Deleware,’ last fall. His latest project symphony finishes it’s run tonight (10pm) and tomorrow (8pm) at Trinity Parish Church on First Hill.

Seattlest is a huge fan of Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Well, we never actually watched the show all that much. We're fans of the idea of Buffy the Vampire Slayer, maybe. We continue to have trouble sitting still for an hour (or two, or three - damn you DVDs) but we'll probably eventually get it sorted and have ourselves a Buffy marathon for the ages. Now, Angel -- to Buffy what Joanie Loves Chachi was to Happy Days-- not so much. Can you get any dorkier than a bunch of high school kids staking demons and vampires? Turns out that you can! Enter Angel.