Showing posts with label theater. Show all posts
Showing posts with label theater. Show all posts

Thursday, January 17, 2008

Funny Man

Yes!

I just bought two tickets (pre-sale, they're not open to the public until Saturday) to see George Carlin at the Wang Center on March 15.

Last time he came to town, I didn't hear of it until the only tickets left were going for over $50 each. That's when we ended up seeing Richard Lewis, who's tickets were way cheaper (thank you, Richard Lewis).

But thanks to my Citiclub membership, I get tickets early - and cheaper. Wahoo. Sure, we'll be in the way-back balcony and George will be a little speck of a man with white hair and a black turtleneck, but who cares? Even as a small speck he'll still be funny.

Wednesday, November 22, 2006

Busy Volunteering - and, oh yeah, nudity

Happy Turkey Day's Eve, y'all.

I will be leaving shortly to create cranberry apricot relish/salad and also a Jenny creation of polenta, marinara sauce, and cheese (hmm, what's not to love?) for Thanksgiving with Jon's family in New Hampshire (including an uber-dog named Boomer ... and yes, he's as big as a dog named Boomer would be).

I might not be able to post much in the next few weeks, as I will be hard at work renovating the residence my organization is opening up. It will be fun! I'll use tools and order people around at eat lots of pizza. Excellent. Plus the site is only a few short blocks from home. I can sleep in! Righteous.

And how could I not blog about the closing performance of the Full Monty at the Footlight Theater? How full was the monty? Very full.

So full that poor Jon may be permanently scarred.

I thought our front row seats were delightful.

Monday, October 09, 2006

No, Really?

Jon Stewart is funny.

I know, not exactly news, but what can I say? After the absolute nighmare of getting to the Wang Center ("sounds more like a alternative healing center for your wang") Stewart was absolutely great. From our seats in the second balcony he looked about two inches tall, but even from our hight and distance, you could tell what fun he was having.

The best line of the night: "I suddenly realized that Bush talks to us the way we talk to stupid people. Bush thinks we're stupid." You know, when you think about it, it's true. The simple sentences, the way he repeats himself. It's the way you try and explain something complicated to a child. Oy.

I also had a good time on Saturday with set construction for the next Footlight Theater production: The Fully Monty. Stanley, Jon, and I built to frames for murphy bed-type fixtures (easy transition from bedroom scene to non-bedroom scenes. Ah... clever).

So, if I ever end up in a crowded studio apartment, I could build my own murphy bed. Rock! Would it be really pretty? No. But it would work.

I love power tools.