They Are Illusions
Lots of birthdays over this last weekend, I'll have to wish belated birthdays to Jeff (jeffbear63), Alan (redcub), Dennis (denminn) and Joezer (joezer)!
The best thing about last night's Saturday Night Live was the "Girls Gone Wild:Katrina!" ad. Very smart.
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I managed to not get my butt out to the Space City Rodeo this weekend. completely my fault as I continued to clean and put things in my apartment back in their rightful places (or just take the time to throw some stuff out). I had thought about going later in the day, but with tickets costing $15, it seemed a little bit of a waste, although I'm sure there would have been some good eye candy to make up for it.
Still, I had already planned to see Serenity Saturday night and I dragged Kip (scarabbear) off with me. I had watched the episodes of Firefly on DVD with Chris a few months ago and helped fill Kip in on a few things since he had only seen and episode or two. We both enjoyed the movie, which had plenty of the expected Joss Whedon touches and even a few surprises. The plot was good and kept you going. I know that the movie got good reviews, hopefully it will earn enough that they will be able to make some sequels.
Today I went to see the touring company of Evita at the Hobby Center (no, not the Hobby Lobby, they are closed on Sunday). I haven't been to the new Hobby Center since it opened a couple of years ago, but it seems like a pretty good theater. The show was entertaining, and interesting, especially when all I really know of Evita is the Madonna movie. I met Jerry (goofycubb) and his mother in the Lobby, as they were exchanging tickets from the washed out performance from last week, but my seats were elsewhere, in the very back of the house. Still, the show was well amplified, so there was no problem hearing every last cry "Peron!"
Of course appearing in Evita is LJ's own Neil (mrdreamjeans). He played several roles and was credited as the top billed member of the ensemble. He had been a veteran performer of other Evita stagings, so I'm sure he could play almost any role he would be asked to perform. In this matinée he often appeared in top hat and tails, but he also carried a sign proclaiming membership in the "Meatpacker's Union", en espanol, which kinda made me chuckle.
Still, how often do you get to see an aquaintence do his job, and present your approval in applause?
I did get to meet Neil after the show at the stage door. It was only a short meeting because there were several other people who were looking to talk to Neil. I guess it's the trouble of being a local on a nationwide tour. He also had a short time before he needed to prepare for the evening's performance, closing night in Houston. Hopefully he'll be back in town sometime soon and I'll get to ask all the questions I wanted to.
Then it was off for dinner with the folks. It was rather dull as I recounted my evacuation story and such. Personally, I need to find a better italian restaurant for us to go to, because I think the Olive Garden is making me ill.
Still, don't cry for me Live Journal, you know, I have some Pepto.
The best thing about last night's Saturday Night Live was the "Girls Gone Wild:Katrina!" ad. Very smart.
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I managed to not get my butt out to the Space City Rodeo this weekend. completely my fault as I continued to clean and put things in my apartment back in their rightful places (or just take the time to throw some stuff out). I had thought about going later in the day, but with tickets costing $15, it seemed a little bit of a waste, although I'm sure there would have been some good eye candy to make up for it.
Still, I had already planned to see Serenity Saturday night and I dragged Kip (scarabbear) off with me. I had watched the episodes of Firefly on DVD with Chris a few months ago and helped fill Kip in on a few things since he had only seen and episode or two. We both enjoyed the movie, which had plenty of the expected Joss Whedon touches and even a few surprises. The plot was good and kept you going. I know that the movie got good reviews, hopefully it will earn enough that they will be able to make some sequels.
Today I went to see the touring company of Evita at the Hobby Center (no, not the Hobby Lobby, they are closed on Sunday). I haven't been to the new Hobby Center since it opened a couple of years ago, but it seems like a pretty good theater. The show was entertaining, and interesting, especially when all I really know of Evita is the Madonna movie. I met Jerry (goofycubb) and his mother in the Lobby, as they were exchanging tickets from the washed out performance from last week, but my seats were elsewhere, in the very back of the house. Still, the show was well amplified, so there was no problem hearing every last cry "Peron!"
Of course appearing in Evita is LJ's own Neil (mrdreamjeans). He played several roles and was credited as the top billed member of the ensemble. He had been a veteran performer of other Evita stagings, so I'm sure he could play almost any role he would be asked to perform. In this matinée he often appeared in top hat and tails, but he also carried a sign proclaiming membership in the "Meatpacker's Union", en espanol, which kinda made me chuckle.
Still, how often do you get to see an aquaintence do his job, and present your approval in applause?
I did get to meet Neil after the show at the stage door. It was only a short meeting because there were several other people who were looking to talk to Neil. I guess it's the trouble of being a local on a nationwide tour. He also had a short time before he needed to prepare for the evening's performance, closing night in Houston. Hopefully he'll be back in town sometime soon and I'll get to ask all the questions I wanted to.
Then it was off for dinner with the folks. It was rather dull as I recounted my evacuation story and such. Personally, I need to find a better italian restaurant for us to go to, because I think the Olive Garden is making me ill.
Still, don't cry for me Live Journal, you know, I have some Pepto.