could anyone tell me how long the stage production of Wicked runs?
A good 2.5 hours-ish. (How's that for precise?)
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could anyone tell me how long the stage production of Wicked runs?
A good 2.5 hours-ish. (How's that for precise?)
A good 2.5 hours-ish. (How's that for precise?)
It's as precise as the folks on Broadway get. They just use different words.
Happy birthday erika!
And a belated happy birthday to Lee! (I thought we could stretch out the celebration for a few more days.)
A good 2.5 hours-ish. (How's that for precise?)
Well, about what I figured. Oh! And I just checked the main website for the show, and they say 2 hours, 43 minutes. Now I know.
Your dad knew that you had this obligation, you needed to buy stuff for your place, and that it would be hard to do both. So, he spent his money on you so that you can spend your money on someone else.
WEIRD.
Maybe it's just a coincidence.
Yup, it's what I call the "pay it forward" principle. My folks would help me out, then I would help my daughter out. Eventually, she will help her kids out. The payout doesn't necessarily have to be instantaneous; sometimes you're in the position to pay forward right away, sometimes it's two months or two years down the road. The satisfaction comes from knowing your assistance keeps the taproot growing. Kind of like manure.
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Even if you think you're ready, you never are. I'm so sorry you're going through this, love. I wish I could teleport myself to you for wine and snuggles (and possibly clicky fire).
However, this:
I just ran my fingertip over with a table. I am going to have to turn in my adult card, aren't I? Seriously. I rolled a table (with my computer on it) over my fingernail. It not only hurts but I feel compelled to mock myself.made me want to say,"BACK INTO YOUR BUBBLEWRAP, MISSY!"
Seriously, take good care of yourself today. Chocolate and fresh flowers and bubbly bath and sleep and brainless happy tv.
I don't need the sofa but the dog is awfully cute, any chance of getting it?
We had a dog who was quite beautiful. Gremlin was a stray and the vets would look at her and say "Chow and mastiff. Irish setter and St. Bernard..." As you might guess, she was a large red dog. Anyway, we had a yard sale and at least 15 people asked if she was for sale.
She can't do much damage with a plastic shovel. Yet.
Famous last words.
We used to go to swap meets and people'd ask about my wheelchair. Like, every time.
We used to go to swap meets and people'd ask about my wheelchair.
You know, just when you think you've plumbed the depths of weird...
We used to go to swap meets and people'd ask about my wheelchair.
You mean they'd try to buy it out from under you??? That's hilarious. Funny the way you like funny anyway.
erika, I just went out (driving my friends' dog to the vet for the second time in three days...sigh) and saw 3 different city buses with ads for Wire season 3 dvds with the tagline "They fought the war on drugs. Drugs won." Made me wish you were here for your birthday and we could be driving around appreciating that together!