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clevermanka) wrote2010-02-21 09:26 am
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That's a big bunny
Although
ellen_datlow didn't designate it as such, I immediately recognized this rabbit for what it really is: The Black Rabbit of Inlé! Although, I admit, a fairly docile Black Rabbit of Inlé...
Last night we undertook a harrowing drive to KC to catch the local production of Evil Dead, The Musical. It was good. It would've been better if the singers had been either 1) personally miked, or 2) stronger singers. The ceiling mikes weren't doing much and I missed a lot of the sung lyrics. The acting was good, though, and in some cases, great. The woman who played the sister was perfectly over-the-top. If she could have literally chewed the scenery, she would have. This was opening weekend, so you've still got time to catch it if you want to.
Twice on the way there I decided that we were turning this car around and calling the evening a loss. But the first time we missed our exit and the second time it started to clear up just as we prepared to turn around. So we braved our way through and made it safely to the theater. Getting home was easier, but it still took us nearly half again as long as it would have on dry roads. Very unnerving. I hate being on the road when driving conditions are dangerous.
My finest moment of the evening was unseen and unappreciated when I waited ten minutes for the guy at Will Call to fix his printer so I could get my tickets. He finally got things working and I smiled and said "Four tickets for Ash, please." He found me in the computer, printed the tickets and said "Enjoy the show," with no hint of understanding. Tragic.
I had grand plans for going out to lunch today but decided that venturing out in this icy rain shit is not happening. So that's a little disappointing. Not sure what I could cook to make up for not going to Aladdin or Teller's. Perhaps four or five mimosas will ease the sting of that particular loss.
Last night we undertook a harrowing drive to KC to catch the local production of Evil Dead, The Musical. It was good. It would've been better if the singers had been either 1) personally miked, or 2) stronger singers. The ceiling mikes weren't doing much and I missed a lot of the sung lyrics. The acting was good, though, and in some cases, great. The woman who played the sister was perfectly over-the-top. If she could have literally chewed the scenery, she would have. This was opening weekend, so you've still got time to catch it if you want to.
Twice on the way there I decided that we were turning this car around and calling the evening a loss. But the first time we missed our exit and the second time it started to clear up just as we prepared to turn around. So we braved our way through and made it safely to the theater. Getting home was easier, but it still took us nearly half again as long as it would have on dry roads. Very unnerving. I hate being on the road when driving conditions are dangerous.
My finest moment of the evening was unseen and unappreciated when I waited ten minutes for the guy at Will Call to fix his printer so I could get my tickets. He finally got things working and I smiled and said "Four tickets for Ash, please." He found me in the computer, printed the tickets and said "Enjoy the show," with no hint of understanding. Tragic.
I had grand plans for going out to lunch today but decided that venturing out in this icy rain shit is not happening. So that's a little disappointing. Not sure what I could cook to make up for not going to Aladdin or Teller's. Perhaps four or five mimosas will ease the sting of that particular loss.
