Gris, what kind of theatre show it? Call the box office, ask if you can usher, or if they have reduced rate for educators who wish to review the play before bringing their school.
Mal ,'Heart Of Gold'
Spike's Bitches 35: We Got a History
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
It's a full-fledged Broadway theater, almost all of which use unionized ushers. They don't do student rush or a lotto. I couldn't lie, and there's no way I'll bring my students to see a standard musical comedy. They DO do standing room, which is what I'll actually probably end up doing, eventually. Sometime before the Tony awards, anyway.
And yeah, profile addy is good Zenkitty.
meara, I'll get right on the moving to Chi bit. And the gay bit. I'll...um...practice? Role-play?! Soon, I swear. Really. Do you still love me? Hold me!
Don't forget to have current prices on one way U-Haul.
Can't sleep; clown will eat me. Therefore, let me just mention this:
I never did get around to posting when it was still April 15 (according to the clock, it's been April 16 for 1 hour or so) to note that -- this (April 15) is the 4-year anniversary of my back surgery. Four freaking years. And I'm still 100% fixed.
And I *still* consider the fact that I'm 100% fixed to be a true miracle. I probably always will.
t /sentimental sap
That's excellent!
Hooray 100% fixed! I remember how much pain you were in then, and I am SO GLAD that you don't have that to go through that anymore.
100% fixed is good, save possibly as the title of a dating profile.
It would draw me in.
Gotta go to bed. Good grief, it's 1:30 am. I have to at least be able to fake alertness at work tomorrow.
I remember that! And your surgery tat!
Awww, Zen and Gris going to see a show and Teppy's 100%.
Hec, your quoting of The Crow (not quothing, which is rightly applied to ravens) has me chasing down Ted Hughes' collected works.
It's truly one of the great poetry books of the 20th century but dang it's coming from a dark place. At first I thought, "Oh yeah - this is after Sylvia Plath's suicide." But it was worse! After Plath's suicide he rebuilt his life, raised his kids, dedicated himself to her work, fell in love with a woman, had a child with her...and then that woman committed suicide. With their child.
As bad as the first blow would be to take, to fight back and rebuild and then have it all ripped apart is just unimaginable.
On top of which, he was wildly vilified by feminists of that era for "driving" those women to suicide. Yeesh.