Off to Sunday in the Park with George, and then to Boston. I have to call Telecharge on the way up to have them re-print the WDTW ticket, when I called on Monday, they said they could only re-print it for the theatre on the day prior to the performance. Phooey on them. I can't believe it never came.
Back on Friday.
Once again, I have nothing to read for the Boston trip. I'll have to scour the bookcases after work to find something to bring. I also don't have my ticket for WDTW, which they swore would be mailed - and since I ordered it over two weeks ago, I kind of believed them. I'm going to call the theatre from work today to ask if they can reprint it and leave it at the box office.
Great find of the day: There used to be a show on the Food Network called "Taste," and the host was David Rosengarten. I used to eat this show up (nearly literally), and we have two of his cookbooks. And then for whatever reason, the show was cancelled. I still miss it. So today, I looked online and found this: a print-mail magazine of sorts that David Rosengarten puts out. Still wish they would bring back the show on TV, but this is close!
In the "Red Sox Suck" category. The Red Sox Foundation is going to sponsor a scholarship for the Jackie Robinson Foundation, so they're having a fund-raiser. However, there has been speculation about how much of the money raised actually goes to the scholarship. My favorite quote from the article:
"The money from the event this weekend will basically go to subsidizing this event," John Blake, the teamís vice president for media relations, said.
later on 1/25/08
Dinner with Jay and Missy was fantastic. We went to Uva, right by Missy's apartment. Got to stop by and see her kitties, too. The food at Uva is delicious, and we polished off some great pasta, two bottles of wine, and this terrific crepe dessert.
After dinner, I drove Jay downtown, and then stopped at Marie's to say hi to people I hadn't seen in ages. Then met up with my friend Michael, who I hadn't seen in ages and I miss very much. Quick drive home - no traffic at all.
I'm glad I didn't buy the DVD of the Les Miserables concert version when it came out, because it's being re-released next month. And included on the second disc is Stage by Stage, a 1988 documentary about the show and how it expanded all over the world. It has bits of "One Day More" in Norweigan, which alone makes it worth the price!
I can't wait. I promise not to call Michael Ball "Butter Ball" when I'm watching it.
Tonight is dinner with Jay (up from Atlanta) and MissyMink (down from the UES) - I'm looking forward as always to seeing them.
Time to rotate the music in the car! It's somewhat of a hassle, since I have all of my CD's in three big binders. So I go through the little binder and the loose CD's in the car, and try to put them all away. And then decide what to take out again - Jersey Boys stays in the car, Urinetown goes away, Thou Shalt Not? I have no idea why I own it at all.
And then there's rock stuff I haven't heard in ages - Counting Crows, U2, Belly, Peter Murphy. So, an eclectic mix this time around.
I made a reservation for dinner at Emeril's in Orlando for when we're there. They asked on the phone, "Are you celebrating anything special?" so I said, "Sure, my mother's birthday." "Would you like us to sing and place a candle on the dessert?" Oh, I love them.
And coming soon to a PBS station near you: Raul Esparza in Company. I cannot wait.
Woo hoo, my StubHub tickets for the Boston/Yankees Spring Training game arrived today. And I ordered the last set of tickets for the trip, to see the Indians vs. the Mets at Tradition Field. Now I just have to wait for those ones to come, and for the ones to the Legends of Baseball game (which Al Leiter is supposed to be at), and we're all set.
I hear there are lots of mansions in Palm Beach and Boca Raton - designed by Addison Mizner, immortalized in the Sondheim flop, Bounce. That's only an hour or so past Port St. Lucie, so maybe we'll go there for the day before the Mets game. After all, if I can drive to Chicago and to DC to see the musical, an hour isn't so bad to see the inspiration.
Can't believe Heath Ledger is dead.
Hot damn, I made $151.18 in interest income from ING Direct since opening my account this past spring. I love it.
And the Giants! Playing the Patriots in the Super Bowl! Not that I know anything about hockey, but that's pretty exciting.
My friend Meesh recommended this book called Someday My Prince Will Come, written by a woman who fell in love with Queen Elizabeth's grandson when she was six years old, and was determined to move to England and marry him. Wonderfully funny book, and I just ate it up. I was going to save it for my trip to Boston in two weeks (and now I have to find something else to read when I go), but I couldn't sleep and started reading, and then I couldn't stop. It really reminded me of Whitney Moose (Whitney! Where are you!) with all of the Royal family business, and of being 20 years old myself. Except for the wanting to marry royalty bit, but I would have moved to England in a heartbeat.
It's the accents.
(May I be honest? Sometimes I stand at the printer at work, humming, "Someday, my prints will come.")
Because I will see (nearly) anything with Morgan Freeman in it, I saw The Bucket List tonight. It was cute, he and Jack Nicholson were terrific. And Sean Hayes - not as gay as he is on Will and Grace. I nearly didn't recognize him at all. Weird thing, tho. When we went to use the Optimum Rewards card to get a discount on tickets, they said it was "expired." That's odd, since we've only had the high speed since October and the card since November, I guess. I'll have to poke around their website tomorrow night at work and see if I can find somewhere to contact and straighten it out. They still gave us the ticket discount.
It's supposed to be 16 degrees out by Monday. I'm glad I have the warm-like-teddy-bear winter coat all ready to go. Of course, they said we were getting snow all this past week, and it's been nothing but rain and damp.
They have pictures on the Yankees website showing the construction on the new stadium - they put up the front entrance with the words, "YANKEE STADIUM" in gold. I can't wait to see the new digs, but I know I'll miss the current stadium. There's just so much history there.
So I get to work, and the staffing person says, "Oh, I called you at 11am to tell you not to come in today." Of course, the message is on my cellfone, which is turned off because the charger is broken, and not on the home phone.
I let her know how annoyed I was. I need the overtime money.
I know this is not an earth-shattering event, but Rent is closing in June. Twelve years ago, it was an earth-shattering piece of theatre, and the show changed my life in a lot of ways. I met a lot of my close friends through the show (and an ex-boyfriend or two, don't date musicians, I pass along this advice), and probably did lasting damage to my back by sleeping out for cheap tickets along the sidewalk on 41st Street. It's the end of an era in theatre.
I worked a double shift yesterday, and am working tomorrow, too - so that's two overtime shifts this pay period. That will more than pay for the impromptu Boston trip. And I should be able to pay off most of Visa with Friday's paycheck.
The holiday party for work was fun, it wasn't too lame, tho I wish the turnout were greater. It would have been nice to see more people there. We had a good time tho, even if my coworker and I got completely lost getting home. I swear, we followed the signs for the parkway, I have no idea how we got from Edison to Perth Amboy. But we survived. I wore this lovely red and brown silk dress that I bought at Anthropologie in Boston, it's kind of Asian and really flow-y, and looks great on the new boobs. I nearly ogled myself. And heels! I haven't worn heels since Halloween (and that was only for a half hour), and I can feel it. Danced up a storm, too, kind of - tho again, I wish more people from work were there, since we're a really fun bunch, but half of the people I know at work had to work tonight.
I sucked it up and bought tix on StubHub for the Yankees/Red Sox spring training game. It's vacation, you're allowed to spend a little cash.
I'm excited for the last week in January - besides seeing Sunday, I get to go to Boston - a city I actually like (don't tell the fans) to see two shows I adore. It'll be a nice short trip. Life's too short to say, "I'll get around to going." I'm working an overtime shift this week, so that will pay for the trip.
The WDTW tour will be coming to Philly after Boston. That makes me happy, because when it was originally announced, it wasn't coming this way at all. I hope it's a good production, that way I can try to swing a trip to Philly, too. I can't tell from the website if it's the same production I flew to London to see, but nevertheless, it bodes well. I'm really looking forward to going. And it's funny, just about the same time in 2001 that I went to London for the closing of WDTW was when Copenhagen was playing on Broadway. Flashback moment.
Oh, I'm frustrated - the tickets went on sale at 10am this morning, and I was sitting in front of the computer (yes, clicking refresh) so I could get them the second they went on sale, and the one and only Red Sox/Yankees game was sold out immediately. Very frustrating. But I did get the other Yankees game I was looking for. I'll have to see if the Red Sox game comes down to a moderately reasonable price on StubHub.com. Otherwise, we'll see some other game that day.
Tonight is the holiday party for work. Yes, in January. I have to call two of my coworkers later on, we're planning to carpool.
The national tour of Whistle Down the Wind is going to be in Boston in a few weeks. On days that I'm off (like, the days after I see the Sunday in the Park revival). AND the American Repertory Theatre in Cambridge is doing Copenhagen at the same time. Oh oh oh. I am so going. Boston is a weird city that does Thursday matinees, so I'm going to drive up after we see Sunday on Wednesday the 30th, and then see the matinee of WDTW and the evening Copenhagen, and drive back home on Friday. I booked a swanky-looking hotel (The Harborside Inn) right across from Fanueil Hall (with parking closeby) - the Doubletree outside of town that we usually stay in was too expensive for just me, and the other boutique hotels downtown don't seem to have any parking at all nearby.
I was looking up directions to the Tampa Bay Performing Arts Center online, and their website has this bit of helpful information:
Jersey Boys is not recommended for children under the age of 16 due to strong "authentic Jersey" language. The show also involves smoking, strobe lights, gun shots. We do encourage parents to use these notes as deciding factors for the enjoyment of the performance for themselves, their children and other patrons.
We have our own language now! That's funny.
Yankees Spring Training tickets are on sale tomorrow morning at 10am. Florida is shaping up.
Happy birthday, Mom!
Oh, cruel gods of the global warming crisis, why must you taunt us so? It's 60 degrees out. In January. I just know it's going to snow when I'm in Florida, like last year, so I come home to a blizzard.
Roger Clemens, I am sad to say, did not look entirely convincing on TV last night. I still believe him, but he just looked so uncomfortable.
This somewhat bothers me. I ordered my tix to the two Braves Spring Training games that we're going to in March. On the page where they give you delivery options, you now only have the option to print them at home (which used to be free, and now costs $2.50), or to have the tickets sent by UPS (starting at $14.50). They won't send via standard mail anymore and the "will call" is only for international buyers. Come on, the game is more than two months away - they can mail them with plenty of time. I don't like printing them at home because I like holding the actual tickets, but I am NOT paying that much for UPS to send them.
Oh! Oh! They're doing The Life and Adventures of Nicholas Nickleby (all seven hours of it) up in Toronto. I am thinking roadtrip in April.
In the "yes, I am behind the times" news: I finished reading Game of Shadows. Since I couldn't justify buying it in hardcover, I waited for the paperback. Good lord, it makes the Mitchell Report look like a lighthearted romp. If you didn't care for Barry Bonds before this, you'll really hate him after reading it. And I didn't care for him before this.
I'm curious to see what Roger Clemens has to say on 60 Minutes on Sunday night. In my heart of hearts, I know he didn't do steroids.
Today was more errands, albeit with more cash outlay. Tho it wasn't horrible - everything at the mall is on sale. I bought a toasty warm suede coat (lined with what feels like teddy bears, and it has a hood!) which would usually be $200 for just $79. It's delightfully warm - which will come in handy as it is 16 degrees out. I am re-thinking my lifelong plan to move to Vermont (where it is much colder and has snow which must be shoveled). Also picked up warmer gloves from Macy's. And raided Bath and Body Works and the bookstore. A successful trip to the mall - I got everything I was looking for.
When I went to get the oil changed in my car today, while I was waiting, one of the guys who worked there came into the (unheated, by the way) lobby and asked if anyone had a pair of jumper cables they could borrow for a minute. I offered mine. And in return, they gave me a 10% discount. That was nice. I wonder whose car died while getting a tune-up tho, that has to suck.
Also went to the bank, to get a haircut, and to get gas for the car. I nearly went to the post office, but it's 20 degrees out, and I was not getting out of the car any more than I absolutely had to.
To my utter delight, the revival of Sunday in the Park with George (aka the tattoo on my arm) has discount tickets on TDF already. I picked up a pair for a Wednesday matinee at the end of January. There are indeed benefits to working only four days a week and having most of the week off. Can't wait!
Happy New Year - I worked a double shift last night, so I spent most of today sleeping. And I have off until Saturday, so I'm planning to start this year in a very slothful mode. My first slothful moment will involve watching the Julie Taymor Magic Flute that the Met did, they're re-airing it on TV tonight. It has Nathan Gunn. I will drool. In HD.
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