That is to say, I got to play the part of a clueless and unrehearsed Ignitary being shephered through my paces by an IgNobel Minor Domo–who really, really knew what she was doing.
Tonight, I’ll be in the back of the darkened theater, running IgNobel slides with graphics guru Keith Clark. Frank will once again be the Nobel laureate. For added reality factor, he will be flying in from Minnesota this morning and teaching a graduate class this afternoon before he hits stage, unrehearsed (as are most Ignitaries) but ready for whatever madness Marc Abrahams conjures up.
In the photo, IgNobel maestro Marc confers with soprano Margot Button–BTW, I snapped more rehearsal photos and put them on Flickr.