And Bat Boy for the second time was even funnier! Really, go see this show. My jaw hurts from smiling and laughing so much during the show. Really. Go. See it. Love it. Touch it. Hold your Bat Boy.
Other than that, not much new. Checked out the job listings at Viacom, but there's really only one that I might marginally be suited for, so I'm going to call Gil tomorrow to have him submit my resume for it, and we shall see.
Tomorrow morning, I'm covering the Blast! press thing for BroadwayStars.com, and then doing physical therapy. Then off to to dinner with Mom (no Mom, I'm not dead, I just forgot to update the site), and we're seeing Judgement at Nuremburg tomorrow night. I do think there an 'e' in the middle of "Judgement", but they spell it "Judgment" - whatever.
So you must all dash out to see Bat Boy at the Union Square theatre - it's friggin' hilarious! My friend Ronnie from WA took me to the show (Ronnie works at the Circuit City in Olympia where I bought the new camcorder, which is sweet and works very nicely) tonight, and Jen and I are seeing it again tomorrow night, can't wait.
Other than that, not too much new - I met someone today who works at Nickelodeon/Viacom (are they the folks who own MTV?), and he invited me down to look at their job postings, so I'll call him tomorrow to set that up, very cool. And didn't do much else but fiddle with the VCR today and watch As The World Turns - there's a guy on there who looks exactly like our friend Will, right down to the facial expressions, and it's creepy. Daytime television is also creepy, so I've been re-reading the Diana Gabaldon Outlander series.
I bought the new Duncan Sheik CD today. When I was at the movies in Petaluma, CA, they played one of the songs from it, and I loved it. Never heard of Duncan Sheik before tho, so I wrote it down in my Pilot, and today was the first chance I had to stop by Virgin and pick it up. I love what I've heard of it so far.
Man, Fosse always lulls me to sleep - the dancing is great, but the show itself is just very repetitive. The numbers are all taken out of context and put together with no semblence of storyline or book, and after a while, I start to nod off. But it was good to see Ben Vereen and Ann Reinking together on the stage. Aida tonight.
I'm sending my resume out all over the place today, without the help of my recruiters, who all keep saying the same thing - the market sucks. No kidding! I know it sucks! So I'm doing my own legwork today online and sending out my resume. I'm not worried yet, as with my incoming bonus check from Village Ventures, I'll be OK up until I have to move this summer. Then I'll worry.
Yay for Russell Crowe and Gladiator! That's all I have to say.
Well, almost. The concert last night was fun, but the date I went with was a bit odd. I don't think that clicked at all. And I don't like people who call my cellfone without my having given them the number.
Had dinner with Kenny today between shows - he's doing well, and asked if I wanted to get together to hit the new (well, to us) Planetarium. Can't hurt. And I ran by J&R to pick up the Charlie's Angels DVD and some blank tapes. Terribly exciting day, capped off with a little Crowe on the TV.
Michele's wedding was fun - rainy day for it tho. James and I drove down and got to the church right before the ceremony was starting (after worrying that we'd run out of gas, thereby having another driving-in-NJ trauma like the time we tried to go to the Papermill Playhouse, and had a stalled battery), but we did indeed find a gas station in time. I thought the church would be fuller - the audience (?) was on the skimpy side, and it was a bit sad that it was so empty. I also don't think I'll ever have a church wedding - either something civil like Eve's, or a runaway Vegas trip, I've decided. They were having a two-part wedding, the Catholic mass part, and the Hindu ceremony later. We didn't stay for the second part, because we have a concert tonight (that James is producing and I'm still wavering about going to), so we left after the food break between the two ceremonies and drove back to the city in a very uneventful drive. I told James he should go to London when I'll be there, so we can start the rec.arts.theatre.musicals rumor mill churning again (to update: James is my closest male friend, we do lots of theatre together, have never dated although everyone on r.a.t.m. seems to think so, and we were nearly roommates until a pesky "no pets" clause popped up in his lease). Anyway.
We drove to NJ via Brooklyn and Staten Island, thereby providing the chance to belt out songs from Saturday Night Fever loudly.
Talked to Josh last night, briefly. I really wish he were on this coast. I do NOT wish that I was in Salt Lake City.
later on 3/23/01
Mmm, Gary Sinise. Cuckoo's Nest was really good - I totally enjoyed it. And Ari and I enjoyed our second-row seats. I had thought they were first row, being as how the tickets said "Row A" in big letters, but alas, there was a short row ahead of us. I had never seen the stage version live, only the movie, and it was really good to finally see. Ooh, split infinitive.
I was going to come right home, but the allure of the stage door (with the metal "keep out, there's a star back here" gate) was too much, and I waited for 20 minutes for Gary Sinise to come out, and got his autograph. He was really super - so was the rest of the ensemble, altogether a great show. I'm going back in April and again in May to see it again, tho not from the front row.
I wonder how many of the people I knew in high school will be at Michele's wedding tomorrow. It's funny, I haven't really talked to anyone I went to school with in years, except for a sporadic email from Michele or one of our other group of friends. The people I hung out with were mostly folks on the stage crew, and a few from the marching band/color guard (the two activities I did for all four years). So it'll be an interesting day, I'm sure. Still have to figure out what to wear, but I can do that in the morning. No sleeping late for me! James is coming by at 11am to pick me up.
And all I did yesterday was sleep late and hang out with the cats on the couch. Very uninspired day. It rained like mad all day, which just added to my lethargic feeling. I had to go out to pick up cat litter and some food from the grocery store, and it was just a miserable trip. I stayed inside for the rest of the day. The sun seems to be out today again, tho, and it looks much warmer. I've got a physical therapy appointment this afternoon, and then I'm seeing Gary Sinise in Cuckoo's Nest - with my luck, the subway will derail and he'll be out of the show. I hope it stays warm through tomorrow, as I'm going to Michele Groen's wedding in NJ. Michele was my best friend throughout high school, so it'll be a fun day - I hope to catch up with my other Matawan friends that'll be there. James and I are driving down (he has a car and looks good in a suit) around 11am, and should be back with time to spare before this concert we're going to tomorrow night.
Xceed was delisted from the Nasdaq, and is facing a handful of class action lawsuits. Whoops.
OK, I am much less tired today. I had a good physical therapy session, and my foot is actually feeling pretty good after having walked around more than I thought I would (including in the Seattle St. Patrick's Day parade). One of the trainers at the gym where I go wanted to get Anil's address from me, for a new tattoo. And speaking of tattoos, Dona had one done by Anil and it's beautiful! Three dolphins leaping together, the colors are spectacular; I saw it last night when we had dinner.
Jen, Dad and I saw The Producers tonight - first preview. And it has "hit" written all over it. Get tickets now. I have never seen an audience cheer so much or scream so loud. And that was just the house lights dimming! It was truly amazing. Nathan Lane is top-notch, as always, and the show is just so great. I have a feeling that The Full Monty was just kicked out of its spot for the "Best Musical" Tony. And of course, Roger Bart - cute as ever. So run run run see this show - it truly is a terrific musical comedy. I totally want to go again, but not for full price, which is going to be hard, since it's selling out like crazy. I have a gift certificate from Christmas which is good for two tickets to any show on Broadway, so I might cash it in there.
For someone without a job, I'm keeping my theatre habit afloat - Producers tonight, Cuckoo's Nest on Friday, Fosse on Monday, Aida on Tuesday, Bat Boy next Wednesday, and Judgement at Nuremburg next Friday. Whew.
And speaking of not having a job - in addition to calling all of my recruiters today to let them know I was back in town, I signed up for unemployment. Next week I can start to collect my whopping $405 a week from the state of New York. Before taxes, that is. But unemployment is only taxed at 15%, so it could be worse. Hopefully I'll find work soon, tho.
Tomorrow I have nothing at all to do, so I plan to sleep late and chill with the cats.
I'm home! And I'm tired.
So I put 3300 miles on the rental car in a week and a half. Gotta love unlimited mileage. I'm so glad that I got out of NYC for two weeks, I really had a great time. It was good to see my brother and meet Corrie, who I am pleased to announce is completely normal, and good to see Josh and my friends in San Francisco, too. So let's see what I can wrap up quickly.
When last I wrote, TWA had called me to say that I was on a 2.30pm flight. When I got to LaGuardia, they told me that the flight was not only late, but leaving from JFK instead of LaGuardia. And they didn't tell me this at 7am when they called because...? Anyway, I shared a cab to JFK with another stranded flier, and we waited for the flight to take off. Since we left NYC so late, I had to RUN down the hall in the St. Louis airport to make my connecting flight - I really ran, my physical therapist would be proud. I barely made the flight, but my luggage didn't. So when I got to Seattle, Peter and I had to go back to the airport to meet the next flight (3 hours later) and pick up my bag. It was a long travel day.
I called Josh from Seattle - finally! He had had some weird computer problems that I don't completely believe and couldn't email (and had lost my number in an email, whatever). But anyway, we got in touch, and since he had a conference in Kansas City to go to over the weekend, the only time I'd get to see him for sure would be the next day or Thursday. So I looked at the map, and figured I could make it in one day if I really drove fast. I left Seattle on Wednesday the 7th at 8am, and drove drove drove all day. I must say - Oregon is really pretty (except for the decapitated deer I passed) and full of mountains, and Idaho is really flat and boring. That's about it. After 14 hours of driving, I made it to Salt Lake City at 11pm (time zone change!) and fell asleep immediately. Almost. It was great to see Josh again, although we just saw each other last month. I really do love him - tho I have no idea how any kind of relationship is going to work out over time/distance etc. Anyway. We went to see Raiders of the Lost Ark on the big screen, which was fantastic, and drove to Park City and through the mountains. The weather for my entire trip was beautiful - the northwest is having some kind of heat wave, which meant that I had 60 or 70 degree weather the entire time.
I stayed in Salt Lake City until Friday morning, and then drove south. I figured I would hit either the Grand Canyon or Las Vegas, depending on my mood and on how tired I was. Down I-15 for 5 hours, and then I saw the sign for the Grand Canyon. Only two hours away, why not? I took the turnoff, and drove through Arizona (flat, desert-like, cheap gas and cigarettes) to the Canyon. Only to discover that it was closed for the winter. Well, it took me all of two minutes to turn the car around and head to Vegas. On the way (4 hours total), it started to rain (ironically enough, in Hurricane, Utah), and then started to pour. So I drove to Vegas in the pouring rain, at night, over a mountain, with trucks and traffic all over. If you had added road construction in there, that would have been everything I hate about driving, all rolled into one.
Vegas is overwhelming - even for me, and I live in New York! I could see the glow of the city over the mountains, lighting up the sky, when I was fifty miles away. Jeez! Driving through Vegas was like being in Times Square on New Year's, but multiplied by a million. I loved it. I was going to stay at the New York New York casino, but they were all booked up. So I stayed at Paris Las Vegas, my second choice. They upgraded me to a suite since I was only staying for one night, and it was beautiful. Big bathtub (which I enjoyed), and a shower (which I used to wash the bubbles from the bath off), huge bathroom, living room and big comfy bed. It was so nice to relax there after another long day of driving. In the morning, I decided to keep exploring the city, and I booked a room at the Venetian for Saturday night, and moved my bags there. Another suite! I do love Las Vegas. I spent Saturday wandering around the casinos and losing quarters and nickels left and right (I gambled about a hundred bucks, lost it all in the end). Since Las Vegas is the town of shows, there were a lot of things playing that I wanted to see - all of which I will have to see on another trip, as I went to the Backstreet Boys concert (I KNOW! I KNOW!). Slept well on Saturday night, and then took off on Sunday morning for California.
I had been trying to get in touch with Eddie Hartman from Xceed, but to no avail. So I decided to bypass LA and go right to San Francisco, a city I love - I think I could live there if I had to live in California. The drive there from Vegas is incredibly boring, however, and I just kept driving so I wouldn't have to stop anywhere on the way. Jeez. So I got to San Francsisco around 8.30pm, and called Michelle from rec.arts.theatre.musicals, who lives up in Marin, and we met up for a drink. Very cool - she rocks. The next day, Monday, I met my friend Todd (faithful reader of suck-my-big.org!) for lunch, and spent the day driving around SF. I was going to go to Alcatraz, but the tours were all booked up for the day. I did the one-hour bay tour on a boat instead, and went around Alcatraz island and under the Golden Gate bridge. Went to the movies (Chocolat) and then to a late dinner with my friend Cesar, who I met back when I was working at the Associated Press. A very nice day all around. On Tuesday, I backtracked for a bit and went to San Jose to see the Winchester Mystery House - this 160-room house built by a crazy woman to avoid spirits, or attract them, or something. Nobody knows for sure. It was freaky, and I loved the tour. Then I drove back into San Francsisco and went to the Exploratorium for the afternoon. Big-ass science museum, with all of these hands-on experiments and exhibits... that's my kind of museum!
I drove north over the Golden Gate bridge on Tuesday evening, and drove up Route 1, the most beautiful road in America, until I got tired of the twisty turns and 15-MPH curves. I could never get tired of the views of the ocean and mountains, never. So I stopped driving when it got dark, and stayed the night in Petaluma, a town with not much going on. I went to the movies (The Mexican) and to dinner at a cheap restaurant next to the hotel, and slept soundly. Wednesday morning, I ate breakfast at the same bad restaurant, and headed back to the coast. Drove through the Redwood National Park - big trees, including one you can drive through! Which I did. When I saw the turnoff for Grants Pass, Oregon, I took it - as Grants Pass is near I-5, which leads to Portland and then to Seattle. Another uninspiring day of driving - except for the car that was split in half on the sideof the highway. Ouch. Oregon not good for splitting things in half - deer, cars, you name it. I stayed in Grants Pass overnight, at Motel 6 - this town had even less to do than Petaluma, so I just read and fell asleep while watching the bad Indiana Jones movie on TV. I got woken up by my cellfone ringing at 7.30am - it was a recruiter who didn't realize I was on the west coast. I am not working with that recruiter anymore. And then Kenny called an hour later - I don't know what he wanted, but he suggested getting together for dinner sometime when I'm back in the city. That's bad news, I'm sure.
Thursday was my last day of driving - straight up I-5 to Portland and then on to Seattle, with a quick trip to Olympia so I could get lost finding the Circuit City there. I bought a new camcorder as my old one was giving me too much grief and I really had had my eye on this digital one for a while. It's sweet. Can't wait to try it out. So anyway, made it to Seattle by 8pm or so, and I didn't get lost trying to find Peter's apartment this time. On Friday, Corrie and I took the rental car back to the airport ($507/10 days, with the insurance and the unlimited mileage, not bad), and picked up her parents, who were coming in for the St. Patrick's Day parade, which they've been marching in for the past twenty years or so. I have no idea what else I did on Friday - probably sleep. I was a little tired after all that driving!
The weekend in Seattle was fairly uneventful, the parade was fun, I went to see Enemy at the Gates, which wasn't as good as I thought it was going to be, but still lots of yummy eye candy - Jude Law is the only person who can make Joseph Fiennes look unattractive!
I did nothing at all yesterday but sleep late and read, and then went to the airport again at 10.30pm to catch my midnight flight. Whew. Got home today at 11am, and I thought I was going to take a nap... until I started unpacking and going through mail etc, and by the end of that, I wasn't tired anymore.
So all in all, it was an excellent trip - I'm glad I had two weeks to get out of the city, and I'm glad I got to catch up with my friends on the west coast, as well as seeing Pete and Corrie. But I'm also glad to be back - my schedule is incredibly packed, surprising for someone who has no job.
Anyway, I'm tired, and Jen and I are going to John's Pizza for Keith's birthday. It's good to be back.
Now, THIS is the kind of snow I was talking about. Big white stuff coming out of the sky.
TWA called me at 7am to tell me that my 11.45am flight was also cancelled, and that I was now flying at 2.30pm. So I went back to bed for a few hours and am getting up now, at 10.15am. Time to get dressed, wash my face, eat, and head to Laguardia. Hopefully this flight will take off on time - the snow doesn't look all that bad.
Anyway, I am off to the airport - where hopefully I will get out of this state at a normal hour!
Oh look, no snow on the ground! And while NY1 says that the sleet will turn to snow tonight, there isn't any sleet here, either. They should look out a window. Anyway, they've said that we'll get 4-8 inches of snow now, but they haven't been right once so far. So it looks like my flight will take off on schedule tomorrow morning. I'm all packed already - clothes, camera, atlas (for driving). Can't wait to go. As I have not heard from Josh (don't get me started), I'm going to roadtrip with the extra time. I have no idea where I'll roadtrip to, but as long as I'm back in Seattle for St. Patrick's Day, I'll be fine.
Of course, because people THINK there's going to be a blizzard, schools are closed today. So I was woken up by the children upstairs dropping things on the (uncarpeted) floor. What, do their parents give them bowling balls to play with?
Uh oh, the TWA website says my flight for tomorrow morning was cancelled. Must call them!
OK, I rescheduled my flight for 11.45am, getting to Seattle in the evening instead of the morning. It had better snow.
Ahh, slept til noon. The apartment is quiet today - Jen went home to Massachusetts last night, and I'm assuming Missy crashed uptown after the party she went to last night, and is at work today. So it's very quiet. I have laundry in the machine, wet hair from my shower, and a growling stomach. I need to run to the grocery store in a bit to get milk and pasta.
So NY1 now says we aren't going to get this massive storm - only about 1-3 inches of snow. That makes me incredibly happy, as my flights should be OK. It hasn't started to come down yet here, but it should by tonight.
Oh check that, now I see flakes coming out of the sky.
I watched the PBS broadcast of Blast! - the show that's going into the Broadway Theatre in April. They did it in London last year and the video just rocks. It's as if you took Mr. Vinci, my high school marching band instructor, introduced him to the guys who did Stomp, and they taught the band to really dance. It looks amazing, and makes me miss color guard way too much. I joined Thirteen/PBS as a member and asked for the entire video - this was just highlights. Amazing.
It doesn't feel like we're going to get smacked by a huge snowstorm - it's beautiful out! But the news is predicting 2-3 feet of snow for tomorrow and Monday. And I have to fly on Tuesday morning. I'd better find TWA's number and call them just in case.
So I'm tired. Dad and I took the 9.37am train to Long Branch and went to Nanny's house with Uncle Joe and Aunt Tina, to clean out closets and bring some things home. I have inherited the Waterford crystal glasses that I had my eye on, and some jewelry that matches things I already have. It was a long day, but I think we got a lot done. Dad and I left things at their house until we can bring a van down there to bring it all home, which'll be after I'm back from Seattle. I also have some things here to bring to Peter in Seattle as well, that Nanny wanted him to have (esp. amusing was the bible she left him, with a note in it from 1984 - that it should be given to Peter on his 21st birthday. Which was about 4 years ago).
I just hope we don't get this crazy snowstorm.
Ah, coherence. I would have slept all day, except that I had a 9.30am doctor's appointment with my orthopedist this morning. I got up there by 9.15am, saw him at 9.30am, and was out the door again by 9.40am. Gotta love it. But he's great, said my foot looks good (well, duh), and wrote me out a new prescription for more physical therapy. I should have asked about more Vicodin.
I was feeling rather scuzzy after last night's drinkfest, so I came home and showered after the orthopedist, and then went back out again to meet Paul, my Merrill Lynch consultant, for lunch up near his office. Paul is terrific, and he's managing my money better than anyone else - plus he doesn't mind answering my questions. I told him that Merrill Lynch should open up a matchmaking branch, so he can introduce me to his million-dollar clients. Hee. Anyway, we went to a good restaurant/bar on 55th and 3rd, which has been there for about 200 years. I think the waiter we had has also been there as long. They had good greasy hangover food.
Of course, that was a few hours ago, and I'm hungry again - which is good, as I'm leaving in a half-hour to meet my friend Dan Weiss for dinner uptown. And then I guess I'll swing by TKTS and see if anything good is up.
Jen was "voted off the island" at Xceed today. I think they now have about four staff members left. They're also being sued by four separate class-action groups, for inflating the stock price. Hey, I have no complaint about that inflated price, as I benefitted from it, but I can see how other investors might. I told Paul that if angry mobs of investors try to seize my stock portfolio (funded in part by Xceed profits that I turned around last year), he should beat them with a stick.
OK, off to dinner!
So the news reports that we MAY be getting a massive blizzard starting on Sunday - and going through Tuesday morning. With more than two feet of snow. Bigger than the 1996 blizzard (which I remember in great detail). I hope we don't get it, as I have to fly to Seattle on Tuesday morning. Well, I'll wait and see if it starts to snow, and then call the airline to see about rescheduling. Man. Weather issues on both coasts!
later, nearly 2am on 3/1/01
Time, when I notice it, is such an odd thing. Now, bear in mind that I've had three drinks while I write this, so...
Anyway. So I ushered for Race for Missy tonight. I liked it much better than I Will Bear Witness, in part because it told a story (important in a play!) and in part because the lead actor reminded me of a young Ralph Fiennes, and we went for drinks at Revival afterwards. And had some really good conversations during the drinking, which I loved. So I left after drink number three, as Missy's friend Jill had shown up and they were continuing to drink. I had to leave as I have a doctor's appointment at 9am tomorrow. So I left at 1.37am, hit the subway plaform at 1.39am, got on a train at 1.41am, and was at Fulton Street by 1.54am. For some reason, I watched the clock. Or the watch, as it were. And barely noticed the guy walking down Fulton Street right in front of me. Or the girl and her friend who were both crying on the corner. Or the people coming out of the bar across the street from our building. Maybe "barely noticed" isn't the phrase - as I was acutely aware of all of them as I walked home, unlocked the door, and came upstairs.
I lamented the fact that I haven't heard from Josh yet, and I fly out in four days. I was telling Missy that I'm incredibly confused about what to do - I know that in the long run, things between Josh and me will work out - but it's the getting to that point that confuses me. I really don't want to date anyone here, although I have the opportunity, as I know that any relationship I enter into will end. Because I am in love with Josh. But on the other hand, I don't want to wait seven or eight years for us to be in the same place. I'm confused. So I need to talk to him and find out what's going on. Because I really don't know what to do on that front.
But first, I need to sleep.
I don't know what it is, but I couldn't sleep again last night. Kept tossing and turning - and by the time I thought, "I should take a sleeping pill," it was 3am. My physical therapist and his assistant couldn't sleep either, must be something in the air. I don't know... I woke up around 9am and called to reschedule my therapy appointment for later in the day. Tonight I'm definitely taking a sleeping pill, just in case, as I have to see my orthopedist at 9am, and can't miss that. I'm also doing lunch and dinner with friends tomorrow, so I can't really run late for the whole day like I'm doing today.
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