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David Templeton's "Wretch Like Me"

In his critically acclaimed, award-winning one man show, journalist/playwright David Templeton (North Bay Bohemian) takes his audiences on a sweetly hilarious, engagingly eccentric theatrical journey through his outrageous real-life days as a teen fundamentalist puppeteer in a merry band of blissed-out believers in 70"s Southern California. Back in Sonoma County after a two year hiatus (during which Templeton created "Pinky" and the up-coming "Little Prince") , Wretch Like Me is funny, eye-opening, heart-warming and sinfully entertaining!

PROLOGUE

DAVID:

Good evening. Thanks for coming tonight. First, there are a few things you should know, right from the start. One! My name is David Templeton. Two, I was born on May 18, 1960, and Three, I was born again May 21, 1971 . . . which I'm guessing makes me at least a triple Taurus, don't you think? See, I'm already a double Taurus because my-physical-birth-took-place-when-the-sun-and-the-moon-were-both-in-my-astrological-house . . .. . . . but because the-moon-and-the-sun-were-both-in-my-house-eleven-years-later-when-I-gave-my-life-to-Jesus-in-a-trailer-in-the-fifth-grade [Pausing, as if suddenly realizing something], maybe I'm actually a quadruple Taurus! I don't know. I don't really know how Astrology works. I don't even believe in Astrology. I don't really believe in God anymore either. I don't. But not believing in God doesn't mean I don't believe in anything. I believe in lots of things. I believe Bruce Springsteen is the greatest rock-and-roll musician alive. I believe Reverend Dude, my former minister, would be shocked that I opened this show with a reference to Astrology. Astrology was high on his list of all-time abominations to God. A list I'm very likely on at this point, or will be by the end of the show. There's one thing I believe in above all else, the most important thing I learned over the course of my crazy years as a teenage born-again Christian. I believe I'll make you wait till the end of the show to tell what that thing is. I believe this concludes the prologue, and now . . . I believe it's time to get on with the show.