Well, ok, I didn’t really expect it to be true anyway, and he didn’t actually say it would be as he said, just that this was what he’d heard. But still, I’d hoped, because it would have been so fun. Ah well.
Ok, ok, I’ll tell you what I’m talking about. They’re starting a tour of Wicked in Toronto, March of next year. A guy in one of my classes had heard that Idina Menzel and Kristin Chenoweth were going to reprise their Broadway roles with the tour company for the first few months. It didn’t sound terribly probable, but it would have been really cool if they did.
But, it’s now official, they’ve listed the cast for the tour on Stephen Schwartz’s website (he’s the composer and lyricist, so he should know), and Mizzes Menzel and Chenoweth are not on the list. Very sad, but I’m sure the new cast members will be just as good as the originals. They don’t have Dallas listed as one of the places they’re going to visit, yet; I’ll have to see if I can make it to my mother’s next summer when they get to Los Angeles, which doesn’t have dates yet, but is listed after Chicago, which goes through mid-June. Either that, or I’ll have to see if I can get to New York sometime soon and see it on Broadway. Thing about going to LA is that I don’t have to pay for a hotel. 🙂
I’m free! Woohoo! Free from what, you ask? Classes, of course! I had a project, a final and a paper; the paper was the last I finished and I turned that in to the prof on Tuesday. Now I just have to wait for the results, but I’m fairly confident of both my classes. Well, actually, fairly confident of one, and 100% certain of the other.
And now I just have a couple of weeks of work before Christmas break; and we’re getting three extra holidays this year (I’m convinced we were given them so we wouldn’t complain as much about not having gotten raises this year), so I won’t have to use any of my hard earned vacation days for the break! Woohoo again!
This year my mother’s coming to stay with me for Christmas, and we’re giving each other bowling balls for gifts. Are we nerds or what! In order to each get exactly what we like, we’re each buying our own ball, and then we’re going to swap and give them back to each other Christmas day. The whole idea makes me giggle. Only problem is that I’m having a bit of trouble finding a place to buy mine near Waco. I have one lead left that I need to follow up, but if it doesn’t work, I’m going to have to start calling bowling alleys in Austin or Fort Worth.
I was recently sent some photos from the wedding of one of my cousins in England. Apparently, my birth-mother and her husband run a “silliest hat” contest at events like these.
Now, I ask you, who on earth told this person that this was attractive, or indeed, even a hat?? In case you were wondering, this was the first place winner.
Second place went to the mother of the bride, who was wearing a very large, black and white, feathered concoction that didn’t match the rest of her outfit.
Third place also had feathers, they seemed to be the accessory of choice that day. It looked rather like something worn by a Shakespearean sprite. One who was, perhaps slightly tispy… and didn’t have a mirror.
My aunt, the mother of the groom, was quite thrilled that her hat, a rather subdued upside-down flower pot type number, didn’t make the top three.
Myself, I tend to stay away from hats. There are really only four occasions on which I will wear a hat. One: if it’s part of a costume for a play. Two: if I’m having a bad hair day and don’t have to go to work. Three: if I’m going to be spending a while out in the sun and will need a sunshade (both two and three are usually baseball caps). Four: in winter, to keep the tops of my ears warm. And I usually try to stay away from feathers, fruit, flowers, stuffed animals, small cages with live animals, etc.
I’m currently trying to learn to play My Immortal on the guitar. I’ve figured out the various chords and some of the initial picking. Now I just need to make it all sound good.
Unfortunately, that’s not quite as easy as it sounds. See, I have two bar chords to contend with. I don’t know if my barring technique is incorrect or if my hands are just too small or what, but after a while, my thumb starts to cramp, and everything starts sounding terrible.
I guess an option would be to transpose the song to a different key, one with fewer bar chords, but I’m stubborn and want to learn it in the proper key.
Anyway, if anyone’s interested in getting my chording for the song, leave me your email address and I’ll send you a copy of it.
So, I got the orginal Star Wars trilogy on DVD last week. Yes, it’s official, I’m a nerd. Still, I hadn’t watched it in a couple of years, so I guess I’m not as far gone as some other people I know. Shut up! I’m not!
I did make my dad watch it with me, though, and that was an interesting experience as he’s a psychologist and is never off-duty (claims he loves his work) so everything gets psychoanalyzed. That’s fun to watch with Star Wars (LOL).
Also, I hadn’t seen the additional scenes in eps. 5 & 6 because I only went to see ep. 4 at the theatre when they were re-released in ’97, so that was fun.
Now I’m just waiting for ep. 3 to come out next year. Not to say I’m looking forward to it, because I’m sort of dreading it, if it’s going to be like the last two, but at least that’ll be the end of it. We’ll know the whole story and have closure and be able to enjoy the DVD’s of the original three.
At the moment, it’s definitely Terry Pratchett. Have to send out a big thanks to Liz for introducing me to Pterry nearly two years ago.
Favourite Discworld characters:
The Librarian – an orangutan swinging through the shelves as though they were the trees in his native rain fore… wait, nevermind, he was born in Ankh Morpork, he’s a city ape (a BhangBhangduc word meaning “definitely not a monkey”)
Death – there’s just something about a personification of death that loves cats, could murder a good curry, and rides a huge white stallion named Binky… and talks in all caps. “I MUST SAY THESE ARE VERY GOOD BISCUITS. HOW DO THEY GET THE BITS OF CHOCOLATE IN?”
Rincewind – my favourite racist (the hundred meters, the mile, the marathon, he’s run them all), though probably the reason I like him so much is because of the Luggage (sapient pearwood, about a hundred little feet, follows him everywhere)
Angua – vegetarian werewolf and one of the few people who could beat up Carrot.
Hex – Ponder Stibbons’ computer. “+++ Divide By Cucumber Error. Please Reinstall Universe And Reboot +++”
The Nac Mac Feegle – “Fighting’s what they like best.”
“Whist, yon fellaight fra’ aquesbore!”
“Drinkin’s what they like best,” Nanny corrected herself.
“Nae, hoon a scullen!”
“Drinkin’ and fightin’s what they like best,” said Nanny.
“An’ snaflin’ coobeastie.”
“And stealing cows,” said Nanny. “Drinkin’, fightin’ and stealin’ cows is what they like best.”
(That’s definitely my favourite quote from anything of Pratchett’s. Mostly I just like the word ‘coobeastie’)