I recommend it. I think the Rep has some good ticket specials these days, but it's definitely selling out. We had a ton of walk-ins.
The Crying of Natter 49
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
It's 12 degrees here. 12F. Which is damn cold in Celsius.
Actual train of thought, one minute ago: "Twelve degrees? Damn, that's cold. Those poor people near--Boston--wait, I'm near Boston. DAMMIT."
(It's 14 here, though! Ha!)
It's 22F here. And I can't stop sneezing and blowing my nose. Going out to do laundry is looking unlikely.
Oooh, laundry. Thank god I only have to haul it down to the cellar.
Katie, your name came up favorably last night at vwbug's. We all hope you're settling in and that you have your furniture by now!
It's 27F here. We're supposed to get 2-4" of snow today. Maybe that'll help the Bears today. (I'm otherwise convinced that the Saints will beat the Bears today.)
It's a balmy 27 in Chicago.
Katie, your name came up favorably last night at vwbug's. We all hope you're settling in and that you have your furniture by now!
Aw, thanks! I hope to get the chance to come up and hang out with you guys soon.
All furniture is here as of Friday, other than the couch that I, you know, don't own and have to go buy. Today I'm going to get a washer and dryer, after having spent a couple of days coming to terms with the fact that I am buying the extremely low-end versions thereof. And then, more boxes! God, the excitement.
FWIW, after some research, I went to Yale Electric & Appliance for my stove, and had a really excellent experience with them -- treated like a prize customer even though I wasn't shopping for the high end stuff. Also, they hauled away the old stove when they delivered the new. It's up in Dorchester, just off 93, and worth the trip even from where you are.
I'm constantly amazed that I can watch some things on television that become just too powerful and difficult when put on stage. I wonder why that is.
I think it's because me-and-the-tv are a private, closed system, and I can let myself sink into the story more. I'm not being observed in my reaction.
Theatre is a public, shared experience, and one never quite lets go of present reality enough to not be aware of other audience members and their reactions.
That's my theory, anyway.