Doctor Who, Theatre, Life
I promised I would try to use this for things other than just posting icons, which means actually remembering to type thoughts and such up once in a while.
I posted about my Comptia A+ test last week, so here's been life since then. I'm starting to prepare for the second half of the certification, and I'm really hoping to take it before the end of June, although I think that might be a little soon. The first week of July might be a more reasonable goal.
On Wednesday, I made the trek into New York City for the DWNY pub meet and to see a show with mashfanficchick. I got on the train painfully early in the morning, which is weird enough. But the stranger thing was the total lack of tourists. I'm so used to weekend trains, and the insanity of people who have no clue what they're doing. This time it was primarily businessmen, and the train was so quiet it was bizarre. Not bad, just odd. And it was one of the super express trains. So rather than taking an hour and a half to get to Manhattan, it took just under an hour. Once I was in the city, I hurried up to 52nd Street, to wait in line for student rush tickets to Catch Me If You Can. It's been ages since I did rush tickets, and I had no idea what the crowd would be like, especially since it was only three days after the Tony Awards. But I got to the theatre at about 8:30am (the box office opened at 10am), and I was the only person in line for about twenty minutes. I almost wandered off to get coffee at one point, but as I was about to, two more people showed up, so I stayed put. We ended up with tickets in row O for $27 apiece. Not bad for a Broadway musical anymore!
Anyway, after picking up the tickets, we wandered around for a bit, grabbed lunch, stopped at the comic store so I could get the new issue of the Doctor Who comic, and made our way back to the theatre.
And the show was absolutely fantastic! It's a little front heavy, lots of big numbers in Act One, less in Act Two, but I really enjoyed it. It's big and showy, but that's how it needs to be. And there's a song in Act Two that's gorgeously heartbreaking. The problem is that it's followed by the song that a friend played for me back in March, and I've been unable to stop thinking about since then. As stunning as it was then, it's SO much better in the show. It's basically been running through my head nonstop since I heard it.
After the show, we joined the crowd waiting at the stage door, which I don't always do. But this time, I really wanted a chance to tell the cast how much I had enjoyed their performances. And since I'm also restarting my Broadway poster collection, I figured why not get it signed too? Aaron Tveit didn't come out to the stage door after the show, which was perfectly understandable, but almost everyone else did, including Norbert Leo Butz. I'm planning on seeing the show again, so I might bring the poster back with me on the chance that I can get Aaron's autograph then, but I'm perfectly happy with it as it is anyway.
We started to head down to the Village then, since I was planning on meeting up with some friends before the pub meet started. But since the subway decided not to behave itself, we just met up at the pub instead. This was the first DWNY pub meet I'd actually made it to. I usually have classes on Wednesday nights, so I could never make it up to New York. But it was so much fun! Lots of people, lots of discussion, and I met some wonderful new friends. While talking to someone about a totally different subject, I was incredibly amused to discover that people thought I was a lesbian, and were completely stunned to discover that I am actually asexual. I eventually realised that I did actually need to leave, since I not only had a train ride, but I had to be awake enough to drive home from the train station. But so worth going!
I’m going to skip talking about all the family shit that happened over that weekend, because, well, if you know my family, you’ll understand without me having to say anything, and if you don’t, feel lucky.
I did go down to Wizard World Philadelphia on Saturday. I hadn’t entirely been planning on it, but I had a few friends planning on being there, so I figured why not. There really weren’t any guests that I was desperate to see, so it really was just to hang out with friends. I did wear my Connor Temple costume, and despite it being painfully hot and humid both outside and in the line waiting to get in, once I got into the dealer’s area, the air conditioning was blasting, so it wasn’t so bad. And someone recognised who I was supposed to be! While I was waiting for the rest of the group, a random guy came up to me to tell me that he loved my costume, and could he please take my picture? It totally made it worth going! After a few hours, the crowds started to make it hard for me to keep enjoying myself, so I decided to bail early and head home. Which was a good idea, since I fell asleep almost as soon as I sat down, and woke up two hours later. Dealing with the constant crush of people wiped me out more than I had realised.
Anyway, nothing super exciting happened again until Wednesday. I’d gotten tickets for mashfanficchick and I to see Next to Normal in Philadelphia Wednesday night. Just cheap seats, the last row in the theatre, in fact, but they were $20 each, so it was worth it. I already knew the music, but I’d never had the chance to see the show before. I kind of knew it was going to be rough, but I honestly hadn’t expected it to be as hard to watch as it was. I mean, the show itself was absolutely amazing, but the subject matter and such was difficult. Probably in a different way than a lot of people, but hard. And there will be a separate post about that, because I’ve basically spent the last week thinking about it, and I had a bit of an epiphany on Sunday. I came very close to trying to get student rush tickets on Saturday, but I realised that I had no idea how early people lined up for them, and I didn’t want to get stuck waiting for hours on the sidewalk in possible thunderstorms. But if the show does come back to either Philadelphia or somewhere reasonably close, I do really want to see it again.
And since it’s now been something like a week since I actually started typing this post up, I’m going to stop rambling. I’ll be back shortly with probably another rambling post, but since I haven’t started it yet, it may take a little while.
I posted about my Comptia A+ test last week, so here's been life since then. I'm starting to prepare for the second half of the certification, and I'm really hoping to take it before the end of June, although I think that might be a little soon. The first week of July might be a more reasonable goal.
On Wednesday, I made the trek into New York City for the DWNY pub meet and to see a show with mashfanficchick. I got on the train painfully early in the morning, which is weird enough. But the stranger thing was the total lack of tourists. I'm so used to weekend trains, and the insanity of people who have no clue what they're doing. This time it was primarily businessmen, and the train was so quiet it was bizarre. Not bad, just odd. And it was one of the super express trains. So rather than taking an hour and a half to get to Manhattan, it took just under an hour. Once I was in the city, I hurried up to 52nd Street, to wait in line for student rush tickets to Catch Me If You Can. It's been ages since I did rush tickets, and I had no idea what the crowd would be like, especially since it was only three days after the Tony Awards. But I got to the theatre at about 8:30am (the box office opened at 10am), and I was the only person in line for about twenty minutes. I almost wandered off to get coffee at one point, but as I was about to, two more people showed up, so I stayed put. We ended up with tickets in row O for $27 apiece. Not bad for a Broadway musical anymore!
Anyway, after picking up the tickets, we wandered around for a bit, grabbed lunch, stopped at the comic store so I could get the new issue of the Doctor Who comic, and made our way back to the theatre.
And the show was absolutely fantastic! It's a little front heavy, lots of big numbers in Act One, less in Act Two, but I really enjoyed it. It's big and showy, but that's how it needs to be. And there's a song in Act Two that's gorgeously heartbreaking. The problem is that it's followed by the song that a friend played for me back in March, and I've been unable to stop thinking about since then. As stunning as it was then, it's SO much better in the show. It's basically been running through my head nonstop since I heard it.
After the show, we joined the crowd waiting at the stage door, which I don't always do. But this time, I really wanted a chance to tell the cast how much I had enjoyed their performances. And since I'm also restarting my Broadway poster collection, I figured why not get it signed too? Aaron Tveit didn't come out to the stage door after the show, which was perfectly understandable, but almost everyone else did, including Norbert Leo Butz. I'm planning on seeing the show again, so I might bring the poster back with me on the chance that I can get Aaron's autograph then, but I'm perfectly happy with it as it is anyway.
We started to head down to the Village then, since I was planning on meeting up with some friends before the pub meet started. But since the subway decided not to behave itself, we just met up at the pub instead. This was the first DWNY pub meet I'd actually made it to. I usually have classes on Wednesday nights, so I could never make it up to New York. But it was so much fun! Lots of people, lots of discussion, and I met some wonderful new friends. While talking to someone about a totally different subject, I was incredibly amused to discover that people thought I was a lesbian, and were completely stunned to discover that I am actually asexual. I eventually realised that I did actually need to leave, since I not only had a train ride, but I had to be awake enough to drive home from the train station. But so worth going!
I’m going to skip talking about all the family shit that happened over that weekend, because, well, if you know my family, you’ll understand without me having to say anything, and if you don’t, feel lucky.
I did go down to Wizard World Philadelphia on Saturday. I hadn’t entirely been planning on it, but I had a few friends planning on being there, so I figured why not. There really weren’t any guests that I was desperate to see, so it really was just to hang out with friends. I did wear my Connor Temple costume, and despite it being painfully hot and humid both outside and in the line waiting to get in, once I got into the dealer’s area, the air conditioning was blasting, so it wasn’t so bad. And someone recognised who I was supposed to be! While I was waiting for the rest of the group, a random guy came up to me to tell me that he loved my costume, and could he please take my picture? It totally made it worth going! After a few hours, the crowds started to make it hard for me to keep enjoying myself, so I decided to bail early and head home. Which was a good idea, since I fell asleep almost as soon as I sat down, and woke up two hours later. Dealing with the constant crush of people wiped me out more than I had realised.
Anyway, nothing super exciting happened again until Wednesday. I’d gotten tickets for mashfanficchick and I to see Next to Normal in Philadelphia Wednesday night. Just cheap seats, the last row in the theatre, in fact, but they were $20 each, so it was worth it. I already knew the music, but I’d never had the chance to see the show before. I kind of knew it was going to be rough, but I honestly hadn’t expected it to be as hard to watch as it was. I mean, the show itself was absolutely amazing, but the subject matter and such was difficult. Probably in a different way than a lot of people, but hard. And there will be a separate post about that, because I’ve basically spent the last week thinking about it, and I had a bit of an epiphany on Sunday. I came very close to trying to get student rush tickets on Saturday, but I realised that I had no idea how early people lined up for them, and I didn’t want to get stuck waiting for hours on the sidewalk in possible thunderstorms. But if the show does come back to either Philadelphia or somewhere reasonably close, I do really want to see it again.
And since it’s now been something like a week since I actually started typing this post up, I’m going to stop rambling. I’ll be back shortly with probably another rambling post, but since I haven’t started it yet, it may take a little while.