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Saturday, February 05, 2005
I am quite the napper. Why are you in Tavie's head? 5:49 PM | shower me with attention
Thursday, February 03, 2005
I'm in a state of bewilderment. Things went wrong again and I don't know how. I'm bewildered about many things lately and this is one more. Either I have some sort of behavioral disorder that hampers my ability to act in a professional manner, or else someone's just practicing their weird social experiments on me, or practicing how to be Bosslike, or doing something to the effect that I am left feeling bewildered. I'd thought I was doing okay. I don't even feel angry anymore. Just confused.
And that's just one little corner of my life that is bewildering me. There's the money, and the family, and the damn weather, for crying out loud.
Why do things get in a muddle? Why are you in Tavie's head? 7:08 PM | shower me with attention
After today's depressing financial update, an old-school Broadway musical was refreshing. I was afraid Harvey Fierstein wouldn't be able to pull off the more dramatic moments-- he was fine with the comedic ones-- but he did an excellent job. The best part of the show was the incredible Andrea Martin as Golde. And the ending was suitably emotional, which I demand in a musical.
I love how I write these little reviews as if anyone at all but myself was remotely interested in my reaction to a musical, but I always do, because this is, I sometimes forget, for me. Me, me, me. And I like to remember how I felt after seeing a musical.
I felt good.
L'Chayim! Why are you in Tavie's head? 12:11 AM | shower me with attention
Wednesday, February 02, 2005
The best thing about working with my sister is that we regularly exchange emails like these all day long:
From: Kirsten Phillips
Sent: Wednesday, February 02, 2005 4:06 PM
To: Octavia Phillips
Subject: RE: because a jester unemployed...
Is nobody’s fooooool!
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From: Octavia Phillips
Sent: Wednesday, February 02, 2005 4:05 PM
To: Kirsten Phillips
Subject: because a jester unemployed...
--
Octavia "Tavie" Phillips
Why are you in Tavie's head? 4:08 PM | shower me with attention
Tuesday, February 01, 2005
Seeing Fiddler tomorrow, with Harvey Fierstein as Tevye! Oy!
I'm excited, I've never seen a live version of Fiddler. It's not my favourite or anything but there's some good music in it. ("Miracle of Miracles" is my favourite song from it.) I would've liked to see Alfred Molina in it, but Harvey's getting good reviews, and I loved him in Hairspray. Although this is a markedly different role.
Good times. Dry sinuses, but good times.
Thanks to my dad for refusing the extra ticket my mom bought. Why are you in Tavie's head? 11:12 PM | shower me with attention
Dry air makes NOSEBLEEDS!
I wish I was the Guy Who Nosebleeds at Will, then I'd have my career all sewn up... Why are you in Tavie's head? 9:29 PM | shower me with attention
Monday, January 31, 2005
Today was pretty tiring. Kirsten and I had an appointment in Brooklyn in the afternoon that ended up lasting three hours, and we worked late to make up the time, and I just now came back from doing my laundry, and I think the overheated office and the dry winter air are turning the inside of my nose into a raisin. No, wait, raisins are moist. More like a mummy? Anyway, something really dry.
I tried to post three times about how K's and my best friend since first grade applied for a job at our company, and how that would be great because we never see her anymore because of her Indentured Servitude to her family and because she lives in Staten Island and how I haven't seen her in seven months and how great it would be to have a situation where she is forced to eat lunch with me every day, but Blogger refused to post it, so I give up. Why are you in Tavie's head? 10:29 PM | shower me with attention
Sunday, January 30, 2005
Today Jordan came over to The Penthouse to discuss The Project, which is starting to take shape, and also to watch his hilarious movie, Tim Warner: A Life in the Clouds, and then he and my sister and I went to see The Whitest Kids U Know, who were the funniest I've ever seen them. They're really a very good comedy troupe, and I'm not just saying that because they're all so hot. Which they are. Incidentally.
Anyway. Tomorrow's another adventure in Professionalism! I CAN'T WAIT!!! Why are you in Tavie's head? 11:54 PM | shower me with attention
I'm addicted to this Artpad thing that sarah linked.
Play this on the fastest setting. Fun!
I cut my finger last night slicing celery and it hurts to type. Byebye. Why are you in Tavie's head? 11:10 AM | shower me with attention
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