Whew
Okay, so this weekend has been... active.
Before In the Heights, I had dinner with Tesse at a tapas place in the area.
Good, good stuff. Yummy, and the sangria was good, too. Very, very busy. I was afraid we'd be late for the show.
After In the Heights, I was so excited, I almost forgot that we were seeing Tony at the stage door so he could let us in.
I know someone... I've worked with someone who is in a hit show on Broadway! Rock!
Oh yeah, in all of my gushing, I forgot to mention celebrity sightings.
As we entered, I spotted the newest judge on the daytime circuit. Yes, Judge David Young.
I thought to myself, "Damn, does that make him my new imaginary boyfriend?!"
But then, as we took our seats, I noticed in the orchestra section... FEZ.
Yup, that's Wilmer Valderamaa sitting over there.
He was sporting all kinds of scruff, too. Short, spanish and scruffy. Duncan, you would have loved it.
Seriously, he looks soooo much better out of those 70's outfits.
Then again, who doesn't?
The show, as I said, was AWESOME!
Then we got to go backstage.
We waited outside for the "all clear" from Tony. He signaled us in with some other friends of his.
They came from Puerto Rico to see him and were very nice.
We walked out onto the Richard Rodgers stage. *sigh* Best view in the house is on stage, dammit.
Does that make me a total actress? Yeah, probably.
I even got to meet Lin-Manuel Miranda.
Well, as he was crossing the stage to talk with people left and right, I walked up to him.
I needed to tell him how much I enjoyed the show.
I felt compelled to go up. Did I mention I loved the show?
Anyway, afterwards, we went out for a late supper.
One of those little, hole in the wall places in New York.
Good food, good wine, good conversation at 11:30 pm. The kind of night you can only have in New York.
When we realized it was 1:00 am, we knew it was time to go home.
The next day was pretty quiet. I spent a good chunk of the afternoon watching season one of "How I met your Mother."
Funny, dangit! Neil Patrick Harris makes a wonderfully convincing letch. Good for him!
Jason headed off to Seth's bowling party while I hung back for a bit and then headed out to see my friends Booth & Pat at a sketch competition. It was a "bringer" show, so the more people coming, the better for them.
There were a few comedians in between the sketch groups and most of them... were not funny. One or two were downright painful. There was a two item minimum. Oh, yeah, strong drinks were needed at times.
But Booth and Pat were the funniest of the bunch and they won.
By show of applause, they won stage time for a month.
I think the table full of girls projecting their butts off helped a great deal.
(Yes, that was me and the other two girls: Suzanne, Booth's girlfriend and Debra, the other Black girl in the room.*)
At any rate, once that was over and I congratulated the boys, I headed out to catch up with everyone celebrating Seth's birthday at Flight 151. Fortunately, they made it across town and I only had to walk a few blocks to get there. Yay! These things are vital when wearing the cute heels.
I joined the gang and we had a good time finishing up the night before heading home.
Sunday consisted of just one thing: Les Liaisons Dangereuses!
Okay, two things: Brunch and Les Liaisons Dangereuses!
Jason and I had a quiet brunch before I hopped on the train to meet up with Tesse to see it.
It's one of my favorite plays and I loved what they did with it. A very simple set, consisting almost completely of curtains and windows. So simple and yet everything they needed was there. The costumes... well, they were gorgeous, plain and simple.
There was some male nudity. Not expecting as much as there was, but not the worst thing in the world.
The poor kid who played Danceny has that one scene where he is literally, caught with his pants down.
Truthfully, it's really hard to look manly while trying to walk across the stage wearing nothing but stockings and shoes. Very difficult.
Laura Linney was good, but Ben Daniels was better. His Valmont was smarmy and edible from his very first entrance.
You have to be incredibly good, for me to see you walk in with your tights and your wig and just stand there and all I can say is, "Damn!"
He had a Jeremy Irons quality to him and it sooo worked for this character. His final few scenes he makes it clear that he's gone mad from actually feeling love and shame, guilt and loss. O, most excellent.
I love the character Le Marquise de Merteuil. She's so evil and cool and her range of emotions is so streamlined. It is so rare for her lose her cool, but when she does, it's something to see. It is such a yummy character. With lines like, "One does not applaud the tenor for clearing his throat." I mean, seriously, man! Every word just drips "bitch." And she revels in it. Until the last moment, of course.
Oh, I'd love to play this woman. Is there any actress who wouldn't?
Once all of that adult entertainment was done, I ran home to see my baby.
So, that was my weekend.
*Technically, she was not the only one at this particular function, but usually it's just her and me.
Before In the Heights, I had dinner with Tesse at a tapas place in the area.
Good, good stuff. Yummy, and the sangria was good, too. Very, very busy. I was afraid we'd be late for the show.
After In the Heights, I was so excited, I almost forgot that we were seeing Tony at the stage door so he could let us in.
I know someone... I've worked with someone who is in a hit show on Broadway! Rock!
Oh yeah, in all of my gushing, I forgot to mention celebrity sightings.
As we entered, I spotted the newest judge on the daytime circuit. Yes, Judge David Young.
I thought to myself, "Damn, does that make him my new imaginary boyfriend?!"
But then, as we took our seats, I noticed in the orchestra section... FEZ.
Yup, that's Wilmer Valderamaa sitting over there.
He was sporting all kinds of scruff, too. Short, spanish and scruffy. Duncan, you would have loved it.
Seriously, he looks soooo much better out of those 70's outfits.
Then again, who doesn't?
The show, as I said, was AWESOME!
Then we got to go backstage.
We waited outside for the "all clear" from Tony. He signaled us in with some other friends of his.
They came from Puerto Rico to see him and were very nice.
We walked out onto the Richard Rodgers stage. *sigh* Best view in the house is on stage, dammit.
Does that make me a total actress? Yeah, probably.
I even got to meet Lin-Manuel Miranda.
Well, as he was crossing the stage to talk with people left and right, I walked up to him.
I needed to tell him how much I enjoyed the show.
I felt compelled to go up. Did I mention I loved the show?
Anyway, afterwards, we went out for a late supper.
One of those little, hole in the wall places in New York.
Good food, good wine, good conversation at 11:30 pm. The kind of night you can only have in New York.
When we realized it was 1:00 am, we knew it was time to go home.
The next day was pretty quiet. I spent a good chunk of the afternoon watching season one of "How I met your Mother."
Funny, dangit! Neil Patrick Harris makes a wonderfully convincing letch. Good for him!
Jason headed off to Seth's bowling party while I hung back for a bit and then headed out to see my friends Booth & Pat at a sketch competition. It was a "bringer" show, so the more people coming, the better for them.
There were a few comedians in between the sketch groups and most of them... were not funny. One or two were downright painful. There was a two item minimum. Oh, yeah, strong drinks were needed at times.
But Booth and Pat were the funniest of the bunch and they won.
By show of applause, they won stage time for a month.
I think the table full of girls projecting their butts off helped a great deal.
(Yes, that was me and the other two girls: Suzanne, Booth's girlfriend and Debra, the other Black girl in the room.*)
At any rate, once that was over and I congratulated the boys, I headed out to catch up with everyone celebrating Seth's birthday at Flight 151. Fortunately, they made it across town and I only had to walk a few blocks to get there. Yay! These things are vital when wearing the cute heels.
I joined the gang and we had a good time finishing up the night before heading home.
Sunday consisted of just one thing: Les Liaisons Dangereuses!
Okay, two things: Brunch and Les Liaisons Dangereuses!
Jason and I had a quiet brunch before I hopped on the train to meet up with Tesse to see it.
It's one of my favorite plays and I loved what they did with it. A very simple set, consisting almost completely of curtains and windows. So simple and yet everything they needed was there. The costumes... well, they were gorgeous, plain and simple.
There was some male nudity. Not expecting as much as there was, but not the worst thing in the world.
The poor kid who played Danceny has that one scene where he is literally, caught with his pants down.
Truthfully, it's really hard to look manly while trying to walk across the stage wearing nothing but stockings and shoes. Very difficult.
Laura Linney was good, but Ben Daniels was better. His Valmont was smarmy and edible from his very first entrance.
You have to be incredibly good, for me to see you walk in with your tights and your wig and just stand there and all I can say is, "Damn!"
He had a Jeremy Irons quality to him and it sooo worked for this character. His final few scenes he makes it clear that he's gone mad from actually feeling love and shame, guilt and loss. O, most excellent.
I love the character Le Marquise de Merteuil. She's so evil and cool and her range of emotions is so streamlined. It is so rare for her lose her cool, but when she does, it's something to see. It is such a yummy character. With lines like, "One does not applaud the tenor for clearing his throat." I mean, seriously, man! Every word just drips "bitch." And she revels in it. Until the last moment, of course.
Oh, I'd love to play this woman. Is there any actress who wouldn't?
Once all of that adult entertainment was done, I ran home to see my baby.
So, that was my weekend.
*Technically, she was not the only one at this particular function, but usually it's just her and me.