Existentialism?

Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are Dead

3 hours in a movie theatre passes way faster than in a theatre theatre (I guess I'm a real sci-fi special effects person). I finally get out of the house, swallow my pain and get on the bus with all my buds to take my first senior year field trip to the Cincinnati Shakespeare Theatre. I really enjoyed seeing all my friends and hanging out. The play, along with "Waiting for Godot" are, I'm led to believe, the leading modern-day existentialist works. In that respect, both works are masterpieces- two forgetful, fast-talking guys talking about nothing, like it's a "Seinfeld" episode. I know Eric liked it, he's into all the existentialist works, that's cool. I thought the play had a few flaws, however. First, 90% of the play was at a high speed tempo, and after about a half an hour, the adrenaline wasn't effective anymore. Second, I appreciate the use of humor to lighten a death-laden play, but too much slapstick/puns/physical comedy cheapened the themes and ruined the ultimately serious message, in my opinon. Thirdly, the girls in the front left of the theatre kept "awwing" at damn near everything. Still, I enjoyed the verbal sparring and dialogue, and the actors were superb. I'm glad I went.

While we're on the subject.............
assuming the average 75 year life span, being 17 years old means-
I'm 22.66% through my life -or-
in a 24 hour life, I'm at 5:44 a.m. -or-
in a year long life, I'm living March 23rd -or-
I'm still mathematically in the "spring" of my 4 life seasons -or-
in a week life, I'm taking a lunchbreak, Monday morning -or-
in dog years, I'd be 119 years old -or-
I'm 13.6 minutes out of an hour long life