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When you see this on your flist, quote Firefly
Zoe: "Planet's coming up a mite fast."
Wash: "That's just cause I'm going down too quick. Likely crash and kill us all."
Mal: "Well, that happens, let me know."
So I'm down 3.2 pounds in the first eight days. Not bad, all things (the Phantom Gourmet Food Festival and a slight misunderstanding about the Approved Food Lists) considered. So far the most annoying thing has been attempting to find prepared salads that do NOT include carrots. I know they're cheap, but come ON people. Carrots aren't allowed on Atkins or Phase I of South Beach; you'd think some marketing genius would've reacted accordingly.
I think I still may be experiencing some post-Sweeney-closing let down, even though things are proceeding apace on SWT:ME. Lovett was such a great role, and I had so much fun performing it, even though every night did feel like an adventure in tightrope walking. The good news is that I can certainly play the role again somewhere, someday. The bad news is that I will really miss the production and everyone in it.
Saw On the Twentieth Century on Sunday afternoon with wendyhouse, BD, and mary_linton as the emergency backup portnoyslp. I've now seen the show twice - the excellent production at Vokes two seasons ago, and the Overture Productions concert version. And... I dunno. I feel like it's a show I should love; it's got many elements I usually enjoy. Witty score, fun book, good source material, and a female leading role to KILL for. And yet it leaves me totally cold. The standout performances (for me) were Paul Farwell (as a perenially pickled sidekick) and the tap dancing train porters. I did like a lot of the staging; great use of the ensemble, and very clever use of the scripts people were carrying. That being said, I find the show very, very frustrating to watch, because I keep wondering why I don't love it.
Zoe: "Planet's coming up a mite fast."
Wash: "That's just cause I'm going down too quick. Likely crash and kill us all."
Mal: "Well, that happens, let me know."
So I'm down 3.2 pounds in the first eight days. Not bad, all things (the Phantom Gourmet Food Festival and a slight misunderstanding about the Approved Food Lists) considered. So far the most annoying thing has been attempting to find prepared salads that do NOT include carrots. I know they're cheap, but come ON people. Carrots aren't allowed on Atkins or Phase I of South Beach; you'd think some marketing genius would've reacted accordingly.
I think I still may be experiencing some post-Sweeney-closing let down, even though things are proceeding apace on SWT:ME. Lovett was such a great role, and I had so much fun performing it, even though every night did feel like an adventure in tightrope walking. The good news is that I can certainly play the role again somewhere, someday. The bad news is that I will really miss the production and everyone in it.
Saw On the Twentieth Century on Sunday afternoon with wendyhouse, BD, and mary_linton as the emergency backup portnoyslp. I've now seen the show twice - the excellent production at Vokes two seasons ago, and the Overture Productions concert version. And... I dunno. I feel like it's a show I should love; it's got many elements I usually enjoy. Witty score, fun book, good source material, and a female leading role to KILL for. And yet it leaves me totally cold. The standout performances (for me) were Paul Farwell (as a perenially pickled sidekick) and the tap dancing train porters. I did like a lot of the staging; great use of the ensemble, and very clever use of the scripts people were carrying. That being said, I find the show very, very frustrating to watch, because I keep wondering why I don't love it.