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Ok, another quick update. First of all, no stalker drivers today. Of course it was raining and since this stupid state uses crappy tape rather than reflective paint to delineate the lines on the road I couldn't see them and swerved a bit so maybe all of the other drivers were scared of me (they all gave me plenty of room).
Last night beldar & I went to Footlite to see "Sugar" (the musical version of "Some Like it Hot"). Actually I should say suffered through it because it was without a doubt one of the worst shows I've ever seen (giving the musical version of "Cheaper by the Dozen" a run for it's money). The cast was so-so. Some were great but most were just too young and inexperienced to pull it off. Of course I once again blame this on the incredibly thin talent pool as every theater in town has a show running currently. However, the source material was really to blame. Just because you can make a musical of something, doesn't mean you should. During the intermission commiseration and cattiness we decided it was only slightly worse than "Little Women" but they at least had an incredibly talented cast that helped you to forget how rank the source material was.
Tonight is "The Haunting of Hill House" at Buck Creek. Since I totally loathe the source material (it's not scary in the least and rather boring at best), I'm going to skip out (if anyone around here wants the extra free ticket, speak up now). I need to do some packing and get some stuff off of the DVR.
Oh yeah, I was realizing last night that I forgot to post something that happened last weekend. Our phone rang (doesn't happen often I assure you) and caller ID showed some guy's name on it so I answered it and here's the way the conversation went:
me: Hello
him: Who are YOU?
me: Who are YOU?
him: Who are You? (agitated)
me: I asked you who you are
him: WHo are you? (very agitated)
me: if you don't know who you're calling then fuck off (hangs up)
Then he calls back
me: Hello
him: Who are YOU?
me: Who are YOU?
him: Who are You? (agitated)
me: Look, you called me. Who are you and what do you want?
him: Are you susan?
me: no.
him: are you delores?
me: no
him: are you beth?
me: no, and I don't know any of these people now go away.
him: look I called information trying to find someone in Indianapolis.
me: Well, she's not here. Now go away. (hangs up again)
He never called back. What really annoyed me more than anything was that if he did indeed call information, our phone is listed under my initials only and none of the names he came up with started with either of them. It was just a really bizarre situation all the way around.
Anyway, that's it for today.
TTFN!
Last night beldar & I went to Footlite to see "Sugar" (the musical version of "Some Like it Hot"). Actually I should say suffered through it because it was without a doubt one of the worst shows I've ever seen (giving the musical version of "Cheaper by the Dozen" a run for it's money). The cast was so-so. Some were great but most were just too young and inexperienced to pull it off. Of course I once again blame this on the incredibly thin talent pool as every theater in town has a show running currently. However, the source material was really to blame. Just because you can make a musical of something, doesn't mean you should. During the intermission commiseration and cattiness we decided it was only slightly worse than "Little Women" but they at least had an incredibly talented cast that helped you to forget how rank the source material was.
Tonight is "The Haunting of Hill House" at Buck Creek. Since I totally loathe the source material (it's not scary in the least and rather boring at best), I'm going to skip out (if anyone around here wants the extra free ticket, speak up now). I need to do some packing and get some stuff off of the DVR.
Oh yeah, I was realizing last night that I forgot to post something that happened last weekend. Our phone rang (doesn't happen often I assure you) and caller ID showed some guy's name on it so I answered it and here's the way the conversation went:
me: Hello
him: Who are YOU?
me: Who are YOU?
him: Who are You? (agitated)
me: I asked you who you are
him: WHo are you? (very agitated)
me: if you don't know who you're calling then fuck off (hangs up)
Then he calls back
me: Hello
him: Who are YOU?
me: Who are YOU?
him: Who are You? (agitated)
me: Look, you called me. Who are you and what do you want?
him: Are you susan?
me: no.
him: are you delores?
me: no
him: are you beth?
me: no, and I don't know any of these people now go away.
him: look I called information trying to find someone in Indianapolis.
me: Well, she's not here. Now go away. (hangs up again)
He never called back. What really annoyed me more than anything was that if he did indeed call information, our phone is listed under my initials only and none of the names he came up with started with either of them. It was just a really bizarre situation all the way around.
Anyway, that's it for today.
TTFN!