Friday, November 05, 2004

Maybe I'll go to the movies, a comedy would be ideal.
I know that probably won't happen
Cause this made up town is far too real.
-C. Thile

I realize I haven’t blogged since I went to NYC. I’ve wanted to a couple times. But I felt like it was a trip that needed a decent explanation, and even now 3 weeks later I’m not sure I’m ready for that. It was a great weekend, don’t get me wrong. That’s not in any way a negative thing. It’s more that I feel like if I talk about NYC, I need to talk about Wicked, and I’m not sure I’m ready for that yet. I will say that it was the best show I’ve ever seen. (Even topping RENT that I’ve seen a half dozen times) I will also say that I cried through the whole thing. I think part of that is b/c of it being such a fantastic show, and part of it was honestly being with the people that I was with. Watching a show about relationships and how we’re affected by them with people who have caused me to be “changed for good” is more overwhelming than I can put into words here. I haven’t even listened to the cast album since then b/c every time I try to turn it on, it just makes me cry. Ridiculous. I’m not usually an emotional person. Although I’m seeing me become more of an emotional person the older I get. Doesn’t make a lot of sense, but oh well. Anyway, NYC was great. Maybe one of these days I’ll tell you about Wicked, without giving any of it away. Today isn’t that day.

I will tell you that I laughed a lot that weekend, and then laughed some more. Oh and I had some good sushi. Spicy tuna even. I’m not usually the spicy tuna type but it was GREAT. Hmm, what else… I bought a great watch at the Swatch store. If I had it on today I’d take a picture of it and post it here. But I don’t so another day. Another funny thing- when we were on our way home, it ended up 3 of us were in the back of the plane (row 17) while 1 person was all the way in the front. (row 2). I decided it only seemed fair that we write her a little note. Unfortunately I was a little slow in my folding it in a football shape like we did in jr. high, and missed the flight attendant for take off. I figure she still deserves the note, so I just nicely tap the guy diagonal from me and ask if he could pass it up to the next person. He looked at me a little strangely, and I guess I can understand why. Here’s a twentysomething female, handing some college aged kid a small football shaped note that simply reads mary r. 2A and asking to pass it forward. But he obliged. Every couple of people someone would turn around quizzically and I’d give them this horribly cheesy grin and a big thumbs up to keep passing. The best was when she finally got it, they all turned around and passed back the verbal message that it made it. It reminded me of that scene in Empire Records where warren is holding up the store and Deb comes out to try to figure out what he’s doing and says “What’re you doing with that gun Warren? You’re going to hurt someone Warren. Put the gun down Warren.” And he replies my name isn’t f-ing Warren Why do you keep calling me that?!” And the entire line of people peeking out from the backroom say, His name isn’t warren, His name isn’t warren, His name isn’t warren? His name isn’t Warren… Cracks me up every time. Anyway, we all had a good laugh, and I thought Jamie was going to pass out he was laughing so hard. I don’t get why people are so stuffy when surrounded by people they don’t know. Lighten up a little bit.

Phantom of the Opera opens Wednesday so it’s been a little frantic around here. I would like to add a public service announcement that if you don’t know how to work please charge by phone. Don’t waste my time by asking which night out of the entire 4 week run has the best tickets available b/c really, I don’t have time to check every last motherluving performance there is to see whether there’s a seat 2 rows closer on another day. I can only feign cheerfulness for so long. Oh who am I kidding, when would I ever be mean? I’ll just wait till I hang up to complain.

So I think I need to listen to some new music. So if anyone wants to send me some, let me know. I can use some suggestions. And some free music. I also have recently decided I really really REALLY want a mini ipod. So if someone wanted to send me one of those, silver of course, let me know and I’ll get you my mailing address. Or perhaps just help me out with a nice discounted rate on one of those. That’d help too. Maybe I should set up a "Buy Lizbeth an ipod" link to the left that you could donate to the worthy cause by using Paypal. I’d at least make it easy on you guys to help out my music obsession. Just a thought. Let me know if it's something I should look into...


Blogger ty said...

haha! you said "motherluving". i think that's hysterical! especially since you spelled it with a "u". you're so ghetto.

it was great to see you tonight! i hadn't read this post before i called you about phantom but now i'm glad i had a particular day in mind so you didn't have to feign cheerfulness with me. haha!

11:25 PM  
Blogger Meagan said...

Hi. I told my friend Tanya about your blog because she's going to see Wicked soon and is also so in love with Rent that the auditioned for it.

love Meagan

10:43 PM  
Blogger Emily said...

Is it bad that the 'note saga' immediately reminded me of Mr. "Spitballs in the corner of his mouth" Eakin and the constant note-writing from that horrid class? I'm glad your life is such a great adventure, and glad you're LIVING it, to boot...(no, i don't know who actually says that anymore).

Em, one who has been changed for good...

11:24 AM  

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