As twilight was falling and I was sitting on the picnic-b...

As twilight was falling and I was sitting on the picnic-blanket in Griffith Park, waiting for the open-air performance of A Comedy of Errors to start, glimpsed a tall young guy on the edge of the crowd wearing a bow-tie and blue suspenders... I looked a second time and yes, it was the Eleventh Doctor, along with the Tenth (in his long brown greatcoat, and God knows how he stood the heat!) with the lovely River Song. Excellent and unexpected costumes, and totally tickled me because I'm betting 3/4 of the crowd spread out over the lawn had no idea who those were. Stealth cosplay, as someone on Facebook described it.
The play was hilarious. The picnic phenomenal (including a salad of fresh home-grown tomatoes, watermelon chunks, and harissa: amazing!). The heat never cooled off; it was still in the 80s when the cast were taking final bows at quarter to ten. It was the last of the three plays we've seen this summer, and a reminder that the summer is winding to its close. I've spent the morning prepping PowerPoint slides for my class - and still very anxious because I've been cut back to one class (all the adjuncts have, despite the fact that students are desperate to get into these classes because they're required to transfer - there's simply no money to pay for instructors). The class I have is an honors history class, which are always great fun to teach: no worry, at least, about whether the reading-level of the students is up to the text or the primary source material I assign.