Rose tint my world, keep me safe from my trouble and pain.
And last night I got TOO much sleep, so all today I felt cloudy and overtired and awful. Poop. Tonight I am getting 8, maybe 9 hours. And that's that.
We did a mini-tour of Minneapolis and the area today. (Note: Dad works for a company out here so he's here from Monday-Thursday of every week, which kind of sucks but the alternative was all of us moving out here which would have been terrible because it is cold as balls here.) It's pretty cute! My shiny Mudkip PokeKids is the new Pimpcat. That sentence makes sense to no one. Whatever, pictures later.
Tonight we saw a production of the Rocky Horror Show. What you must understand about my family is that the Rocky Horror Show is very important to us emotionally and the three of us have bonded over it more than like, anything else ever. In the time it was on Broadway from October 2000 to January 2002, we saw it eleven times. Eleven. We were that obsessed. But seriously, you can't possibly understand how phenomenal this show was unless you've actually seen it. The Broadway version, that is. It wasn't sitting in a seat and watching a play, it was entering this phenomenally converted theatrical space and having an amazing experience unlike anything else you'll see on Broadway proooobably ever. (Jesus I sound like such a cheesy vagina.) Seriously just.. everything about it. The Circle in the Square theater, the cast (who we developed friendships with after waiting to meet them after every show), the audience participation, the arrangements.. just like.. augh, everything. It was such a part of my life for two years. September 11th really affected Broadway, and Rocky was one of many shows to go under just a couple months after. We saw the second to last show and it was phenomenal.
If you love me even a little bit, you will watch this clip for the slightest idea of how amazing it was. That was all we could find on YouTube. We diedddd. Oh god. The phantom (back-up people) who danced with Gwyneth Paltrow? That's Johnathan Sharp. Kaitlin and Katze and I were so in love with him, oh my god. When we went and saw it on my birthday, he came into the audience and picked me up and threw me over his shoulder and ran around the theater with me for a little. It was so amazing. The black phantom dancing with some other guy in the audience was James Stovall, who was possibly the sweetest and most amazing human ever. He gave us his AIM screename and we all giggled like retards when we'd talk to him. And just.. auuugh they were all so amazing. My dad is still hell-bent on acquiring a full video of the production. Or producing it himself. Haha.
Aaaaanyway, ranting aside. The production we saw was.. ehhh. Our standards were probably too high, I guess. I mean, it was okay. It was good. The narrator character was amazing because he played him getting progressively drunker throughout the show. But there just wasn't the chemistry between characters, there wasn't the audience participation, there wasn't the dark and almost sexual aspects that the Broadway version had. I think we all sort of hoped it would satisfy our cravings for the production but instead it only made them worse. Sigh.
My parents and I got along really well today and it was nice. We all laughed together while taking pictures at the top of a really pretty lookout place and it felt really good.
Heading back home tomorrow.
Aaand oh boy, this song. Still has quite the effect on me. The memories are still strong. But it's like listening to the Broadway soundtrack of Rocky.. I have to be able to hear it and think of those good memories, not long for something I don't have anymore. It'll continue to get easier. Really.
We did a mini-tour of Minneapolis and the area today. (Note: Dad works for a company out here so he's here from Monday-Thursday of every week, which kind of sucks but the alternative was all of us moving out here which would have been terrible because it is cold as balls here.) It's pretty cute! My shiny Mudkip PokeKids is the new Pimpcat. That sentence makes sense to no one. Whatever, pictures later.
Tonight we saw a production of the Rocky Horror Show. What you must understand about my family is that the Rocky Horror Show is very important to us emotionally and the three of us have bonded over it more than like, anything else ever. In the time it was on Broadway from October 2000 to January 2002, we saw it eleven times. Eleven. We were that obsessed. But seriously, you can't possibly understand how phenomenal this show was unless you've actually seen it. The Broadway version, that is. It wasn't sitting in a seat and watching a play, it was entering this phenomenally converted theatrical space and having an amazing experience unlike anything else you'll see on Broadway proooobably ever. (Jesus I sound like such a cheesy vagina.) Seriously just.. everything about it. The Circle in the Square theater, the cast (who we developed friendships with after waiting to meet them after every show), the audience participation, the arrangements.. just like.. augh, everything. It was such a part of my life for two years. September 11th really affected Broadway, and Rocky was one of many shows to go under just a couple months after. We saw the second to last show and it was phenomenal.
If you love me even a little bit, you will watch this clip for the slightest idea of how amazing it was. That was all we could find on YouTube. We diedddd. Oh god. The phantom (back-up people) who danced with Gwyneth Paltrow? That's Johnathan Sharp. Kaitlin and Katze and I were so in love with him, oh my god. When we went and saw it on my birthday, he came into the audience and picked me up and threw me over his shoulder and ran around the theater with me for a little. It was so amazing. The black phantom dancing with some other guy in the audience was James Stovall, who was possibly the sweetest and most amazing human ever. He gave us his AIM screename and we all giggled like retards when we'd talk to him. And just.. auuugh they were all so amazing. My dad is still hell-bent on acquiring a full video of the production. Or producing it himself. Haha.
Aaaaanyway, ranting aside. The production we saw was.. ehhh. Our standards were probably too high, I guess. I mean, it was okay. It was good. The narrator character was amazing because he played him getting progressively drunker throughout the show. But there just wasn't the chemistry between characters, there wasn't the audience participation, there wasn't the dark and almost sexual aspects that the Broadway version had. I think we all sort of hoped it would satisfy our cravings for the production but instead it only made them worse. Sigh.
My parents and I got along really well today and it was nice. We all laughed together while taking pictures at the top of a really pretty lookout place and it felt really good.
Heading back home tomorrow.
Aaand oh boy, this song. Still has quite the effect on me. The memories are still strong. But it's like listening to the Broadway soundtrack of Rocky.. I have to be able to hear it and think of those good memories, not long for something I don't have anymore. It'll continue to get easier. Really.