I have Hamilton tickets for August!

Woot! I just saw it last weekend (finally). I had literally avoided the music for four years or so. I mean, I'd heard snippets, but really tried to stay unspoiled (e.g. turning off the Tonys when they performed that year). It was marvelous. And I've been listening to the soundtrack rather frequently.

I remain your obedient servant,

Vor Dot Tex

We just spent several minutes looking at Jilli's picture while I told ltc that Auntie Jilli promised that there are no bad monsters in the house. It seemed to help, but now she wants to go see Auntie Jilli right now!

Awww!

Oh! One other tip when helping munchkins deal with bad monsters: a plant mister full of water with a few drops of lavender oil (or any other essential oil you like the smell of) and put a big fancy label on it that says Monster-B-Gone. Have ltc mist her room every night.

Good idea. Her and her daddy went on a monster hunt around the house and flushed some "bad monkeys" down the toilet, which seemed to help. She really wants a video of you if you ever have the time to record a couple seconds of something. I have no idea where the bad monkey idea came from but she is terrified of them.

She really wants a video of you if you ever have the time to record a couple seconds of something.

I will see what I can do this week!

Oh, send me your snail mail address. I may be able to put something together for her.

Flying monkeys from the Wizard of Oz?

I've waited too long to eat, so now I am hungry, but also cranky and I am on the couch and I have to make food for myself and WAHHHHHH. These are the times I really wish I lived with a helpful person.

I didn't got to Pride but I was quite Pride-adjacent at times, including taking several people to meet up at the march, and getting to drive s l o w l y down the street where the parade vehicles were gathering (and being decorated) because of the traffic. Best sight was a dog rescue society with all the adoptable dogs with rainbow ruffs around their collars.

I am seeing something on facebook about possible shots fired at Pride parade in DC. Unconfirmed. Anyone know?

EDIT to ADD - seeing it now reported as a false report that caused panic.

I had the opposite confusion when everyone was SO! VERY! EXCITED! that my step-grandmother was going to Grease, and I was like, ... it's great, but... and I didn't figure it out until she said she'd be gone for 3 weeks.

Hah!

Incidentally, even leaving the confusion aside, looking back on it my parents were still proposing that Grease was suitable entertainment for an eight year old. What the hell, parents?

Incidentally, even leaving the confusion aside, looking back on it my parents were still proposing that Grease was suitable entertainment for an eight year old. What the hell, parents?

When I was a teenager, I was in a youth theatre group, and we were doing Grease. The younger kids were originally supposed to do Oliver that session, but they begged to do Grease instead, and the director relented, figuring she'd edit the script for them. (This was before those Jr. versions of shows were available, and I'm sure it was violating the licensing agreement.)

Anyway. She gets everything edited, had auditions and casting, and hands out these extremely redacted scripts to the kids for their first read-through. Everything's going great, until the eight-year-old playing Rizzo tells the boys, "Everybody out! What do you think this is, a gang bang?" Then turns to the director to ask, "What's a gang bang?"