It turns out that my alter ego--or one of them--is an Oscar Wilde character. Why is nobody surprised?

September is over and I've been writing not enough, but taking in vast amounts of media. I've become addicted to Welcome to Night Vale and Elementary, watched most of Coffee House at long last, and attended the theatre. Of Sam Shepard's Buried ( Read more... )

Well well well, once again I have totally failed to post anything in almost two weeks. I've been kind of worn out by work and the weather and things. Last week I met up with some dear friends for a picnic followed by Shakespeare on the Common's production of Othello, which was mostly very good except when it was unintentionally funny. I found Iago ( Read more... )

This is your semi-annual airport post, brought to you by that infernal "soft jazz" Sacramento insists on playing, which pleases nobody and irritates everybody, “everybody” being defined in this instance as “Fiona”.

Last Thursday we went to the local performance of Into the Woods! It was most excellent. My favorite part is always the princes, and ( Read more... )

Last night I went to see Gilbert & Sullivan’s The Gondoliers at MIT. cadragongirl was busy papering and the other people I usually go with were busy doing something, so I flew solo, looking very spiffy in my green nail polish and pseudo-Victorian locket-on-a-ribbon, if I do say so myself. Despite some technical difficulties, the cast did a fabulous job, and ( Read more... )

Safely in CA and counting down the days to Japan. I expect to spend most of them wandering around the house, Donald Keene translations in hand, absentmindedly wrapping things and trying not to kill myself with the stairs.

( airplanes, Gilbert & Sullivan, and keeping the fire department entertained )

This evening there was a farewell party for a classmate who’s moving out to SF. All that delicious sourdough couldn’t happen to a nicer person. :)

Yawn. Rachel posted about the past week, so I should get my butt in gear and do my own, much chattier version. (She has mastered the art of brevity. I, as you may observe, have not.)

Ahem. Right. ( But first, a few comments on the Buzzer Beat Inter-Episode Kiss Battle, and other things )

I'm sorry to report that this is not your high-on-chai report from the airport. There will be no high-on-chai report this semester due to the continued lack of chai at the school coffee shop. I apologize for this temporary lapse in service. Here, have an Airport Anecdote instead ( Read more... )

Well, I’m back home at The Garret at last, and me all lit up from an impromptu night on the town. Four words: “sex farce” and “free tickets”. ( No, really. Oh, and about last Saturday as well... )