Dark Knight. I cry when I watch The Dark Knight.
It is pretty much like The Sorrow and the Pity.
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Dark Knight. I cry when I watch The Dark Knight.
It is pretty much like The Sorrow and the Pity.
I apparently cry when I try to give wedding vows and such things.
I apparently cry when I try to give wedding vows and such things.
Was Batman involved?
It is pretty much like The Sorrow and the Pity.
Except without subtitles.
Also, physically, I just hurt. Three of us completed what would ordinarily have been a four or five person, twenty-hour strike, in ten hours.
Also, physically, I just hurt. Three of us completed what would ordinarily have been a four or five person, twenty-hour strike, in ten hours.
Hmmm, so maybe the phantom limb pain is more of a projection. Like you wish you weren't aching in every extremity.
Pound some ibuprofen, stud.
I really did not like striking the rental mains without restoring the house mains. No restore. Just strike. It's wrong.
No restore. Just strike. It's wrong.
You need to go rewatch Slings and Arrows.
Theaters close, yeah. And it sucks.
But...theaters open. That's pretty much Theater History. It's very cyclical and longevity is not the byword.
Unless you live in Stratford upon Avon.
The building and the institution has been around since the twenties, so this is not even the second or third time it's closed its doors. And (I think) this is at least the fourth or fifth iteration of the company. If not more. At least the building is an historical landmark, so it would be very difficult for a developer to come in and put a car park there.
Still. It was a home. And a major regional theater to boot. As of today, there is no longer a State Theater of California (unofficial).
And on a slightly pettier note, the pool of searching techies just grew, while the number of venues for work just shrunk.