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Thursday, April 30, 2009
I have not abandoned my blog. I have not abandoned my blog. I have not abandoned my blog.
Movies I watch every time they come on even though they're just background noise at this point:
The American President
The Birdcage
Overboard
Why are you in Tavie's head? 11:01 PM | shower me with attention
Movies I watch every time they come on even though they're just background noise at this point:
The American President
The Birdcage
Overboard
Why are you in Tavie's head? 11:01 PM | shower me with attention
Monday, April 27, 2009
Mame is not a favorite musical, but I have always loved Bea's Vera Charles.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 10:33 PM | shower me with attention
Why are you in Tavie's head? 10:33 PM | shower me with attention
Added a very old internet buddy, Toby, to the blogroll.
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Why are you in Tavie's head? 10:20 PM | shower me with attention
My first encounter with the musical "Hair" was via the 1990 "Head of the Class" episode, "From Hair to Eternity". I remember watching that show with my mom and asking her what the heck they were performing. That's when she whipped out her copy of that iconic record album:
She told me all about the musical, and hippies, and the sixties. Then she showed me the 1979 Milos Foreman movie, which I thought was pretty good, especially when Mrs. Garrett danced on the table.
In grade 6, our cool music teacher, Mr. Roseberg, used to end every class by whipping out his copy of that iconic record album and playing "Frank Mills" as thirty ring-pop-sucking, fade- or scrunchie-headed eleven-year-olds belted out the rhymeless tune in unison. What a cool musical. What a weird song.
Eventually, I listened to the album, bought the CD, and devoured every song with gusto. My sister and I learned we shouldn't sing "White Boys/Black Boys" in public, and picked out the harmony for "What a Piece of Work is Man". I wore a lot of tie-dye and peasant shirts and, when after leaving high school, identified a lot with "Goin' Down":
This is my doom
My humiliation
October, not June
and it's summer vacation...
Tonight I went with my sis and Myers to see the current Public Theatre revival of Hair at the Hirschfeld. I was prepared for a looser narrative than that of the Foreman film, and was surprised by how well it played without all those unnecessary plot additions. I was also very pleased with the lack of Tharpian leaping. (I have never really understood Twyla Tharp.)
I think that if I were writing a review of this production, the word "vibrant" would come up. The audience interaction wasn't even remotely awkward, and when the cutie Gavin Creel, playing Claude, visited us in the very top row of the theatre and threw himself across the laps of the girls to my left, I was delighted when he sang the lyrics, "You're full of piss!" right into my grinning face. (Although I wasn't - the Ladies' Lounge at the Hirschfeld is lovely, by the way.)
The audience play-out was the best I've ever seen in any show. The audience did not want to leave. Half the theatre was dancing on the stage with the cast. The rest of us were dancing our ways down the aisles. When Mr Creel finally made his BC/EFA spiel, he pointed out that although he didn't want to embarrass anyone, 'the writer of Hair is standing right there" - and pointed down to an old hippie shimmying center stage. Who would've gotten a standing ovation, had we not already been on our feet. How cool it must be, Myers and I mused, to have your work generate that kind of feeling 42 years later.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 12:12 AM | shower me with attention
She told me all about the musical, and hippies, and the sixties. Then she showed me the 1979 Milos Foreman movie, which I thought was pretty good, especially when Mrs. Garrett danced on the table.
In grade 6, our cool music teacher, Mr. Roseberg, used to end every class by whipping out his copy of that iconic record album and playing "Frank Mills" as thirty ring-pop-sucking, fade- or scrunchie-headed eleven-year-olds belted out the rhymeless tune in unison. What a cool musical. What a weird song.
Eventually, I listened to the album, bought the CD, and devoured every song with gusto. My sister and I learned we shouldn't sing "White Boys/Black Boys" in public, and picked out the harmony for "What a Piece of Work is Man". I wore a lot of tie-dye and peasant shirts and, when after leaving high school, identified a lot with "Goin' Down":
This is my doom
My humiliation
October, not June
and it's summer vacation...
Tonight I went with my sis and Myers to see the current Public Theatre revival of Hair at the Hirschfeld. I was prepared for a looser narrative than that of the Foreman film, and was surprised by how well it played without all those unnecessary plot additions. I was also very pleased with the lack of Tharpian leaping. (I have never really understood Twyla Tharp.)
I think that if I were writing a review of this production, the word "vibrant" would come up. The audience interaction wasn't even remotely awkward, and when the cutie Gavin Creel, playing Claude, visited us in the very top row of the theatre and threw himself across the laps of the girls to my left, I was delighted when he sang the lyrics, "You're full of piss!" right into my grinning face. (Although I wasn't - the Ladies' Lounge at the Hirschfeld is lovely, by the way.)
The audience play-out was the best I've ever seen in any show. The audience did not want to leave. Half the theatre was dancing on the stage with the cast. The rest of us were dancing our ways down the aisles. When Mr Creel finally made his BC/EFA spiel, he pointed out that although he didn't want to embarrass anyone, 'the writer of Hair is standing right there" - and pointed down to an old hippie shimmying center stage. Who would've gotten a standing ovation, had we not already been on our feet. How cool it must be, Myers and I mused, to have your work generate that kind of feeling 42 years later.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 12:12 AM | shower me with attention
Sunday, April 26, 2009
Gina and I went to Home Depot in search of possible ways to contain the turtle out on the deck so he wouldn't wander out the drainage gaps and fall to his death. We stumbled upon this wire shelving, which they cut down to size for us. Gina had the brilliantly simple idea of using zip ties to hold the sides together. Easy to assemble and disassemble, it works like a charm to keep the little dinosaur contained but still give him enough space to enjoy the sunlight and fresh air. The entire household spent many hours on the deck today, enjoying the summery weather.
Progo spent the entire time sticking his little head through each of the bars, round and round and round and round, trying his best to escape his prison.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 5:29 PM | shower me with attention
Progo spent the entire time sticking his little head through each of the bars, round and round and round and round, trying his best to escape his prison.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 5:29 PM | shower me with attention
Saturday, April 25, 2009
Busy day today. We went to Home Depot and then spent the afternoon planting our terrace garden. We got some good herbs and flowers last year, so we're a little more ambitious this year, trying for a wider array of veggies.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 6:30 PM | shower me with attention
Why are you in Tavie's head? 6:30 PM | shower me with attention
Oh no. Bea Arthur has passed away. She was one of my favorite actresses.
My friend Steph and I went to see her one-woman show on Broadway several years ago and it was one of the best theatre experiences ever.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 6:09 PM | shower me with attention
My friend Steph and I went to see her one-woman show on Broadway several years ago and it was one of the best theatre experiences ever.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 6:09 PM | shower me with attention
Dave is cute.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 6:08 PM | shower me with attention
Why are you in Tavie's head? 6:08 PM | shower me with attention
I started messing with acrylics last night. I threw out a bunch of experimental blobby messes. I am a very, very bad painter. It is very hard and I have no patience or discipline. I need a good teacher. I want to like painting. I want to make pleasing things with paint.
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Why are you in Tavie's head? 12:44 AM | shower me with attention
Thursday, April 23, 2009
Why are you in Tavie's head? 2:44 PM | shower me with attention
Scott's been guest-starring on Comedy Central's Reno 911. Check out the heads-up I got:
Dear Tavie
Did you know that Scottt Thompson guest stared on Reno 911 tonight. I
taped
the episode. It apears that the story continues nest Wednesday so
Scott will be
on again.
MOM
Who's better than my mom? No one.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 12:21 AM | shower me with attention
Dear Tavie
Did you know that Scottt Thompson guest stared on Reno 911 tonight. I
taped
the episode. It apears that the story continues nest Wednesday so
Scott will be
on again.
MOM
Who's better than my mom? No one.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 12:21 AM | shower me with attention
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
Nothing makes a gal feel better than to listen to her male coworkers openly ranking her fellow female employees on levels of attractiveness, in front of - indeed, to - her patently unrankable self, knowing that this conversation would never in a million years be held in front of her fellow female coworkers.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 10:27 PM | shower me with attention
Why are you in Tavie's head? 10:27 PM | shower me with attention
Monday, April 20, 2009
The dress arrived, and the dress fits perfectly. PERFECTLY!
Why are you in Tavie's head? 8:34 PM | shower me with attention
Why are you in Tavie's head? 8:34 PM | shower me with attention
Sunday, April 19, 2009
Kevin at Sketchfest?! Yes, I am going, yes I am!
Why are you in Tavie's head? 10:57 PM | shower me with attention
Why are you in Tavie's head? 10:57 PM | shower me with attention
Saturday, April 18, 2009
Have you enjoyed Tavie's Got a Nosebleed recently?
Best song evar.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 12:56 PM | shower me with attention
Best song evar.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 12:56 PM | shower me with attention
Look at this fucking hipster.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 1:31 AM | shower me with attention
Why are you in Tavie's head? 1:31 AM | shower me with attention
Please help:
This dress in blue (bottom of the page.)
What shoes? Help.
(The occasion: guest at a wedding. The caveats: can't do heels. Kitten heel at most - even that's pushing it.)
Send me links.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 1:29 AM | shower me with attention
This dress in blue (bottom of the page.)
What shoes? Help.
(The occasion: guest at a wedding. The caveats: can't do heels. Kitten heel at most - even that's pushing it.)
Send me links.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 1:29 AM | shower me with attention
My baby brother likes to make a spectacle of himself. Case in point: the umbrella with the bright blue light sabre for a handle. Walking around the Upper West Side - under a clear night sky - holding this umbrella proudly over his head. That's my boy.
A motley crew of us went to see my sister peform with her dance troupe at Columbia U today. It was like a "This is Your Life" sort of reunion. Camille, Myers, Carl, Apell, Andrew. The evening ended with Camille, Apell, Andrew and I at the Hungarian pastry shop, engaging in an hours-long 1920's-Parisian-Salon-style discussion, with cream puffs and lattes instead of absinthe, and reminisences about 80's cartoons instead of poetry and philsophy.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 1:28 AM | shower me with attention
A motley crew of us went to see my sister peform with her dance troupe at Columbia U today. It was like a "This is Your Life" sort of reunion. Camille, Myers, Carl, Apell, Andrew. The evening ended with Camille, Apell, Andrew and I at the Hungarian pastry shop, engaging in an hours-long 1920's-Parisian-Salon-style discussion, with cream puffs and lattes instead of absinthe, and reminisences about 80's cartoons instead of poetry and philsophy.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 1:28 AM | shower me with attention
Thursday, April 16, 2009
Yeah, I totally bought that dress.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 11:50 AM | shower me with attention
Why are you in Tavie's head? 11:50 AM | shower me with attention
I always put in for the sports-tickets raffles at work, even though I do not care for or understand sports. (Ask Gina why.)
Well, yesterday I won Mets tickets, so I took Steph with me to the new stadium. It was my second baseball game ever. My first was in 1989 or so, at the old Shea stadium, Mets vs Dodgers. I don't remember anything about it except I got a whistle.
This one was hella fun. Steph had to explain every little thing to me, but it wasn't that hard to follow. Although I still don't understand how everyone can tell whether it's a ball or a strike or a foul or a regular old yay-you-hit-the-ball-where-it's-supposed-to-go! kinda thing.
The most amusing part was the Wave. Everyone got so fucking excited, like we had all done something completely brilliant that no one had ever thought of before.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 1:01 AM | shower me with attention
Well, yesterday I won Mets tickets, so I took Steph with me to the new stadium. It was my second baseball game ever. My first was in 1989 or so, at the old Shea stadium, Mets vs Dodgers. I don't remember anything about it except I got a whistle.
This one was hella fun. Steph had to explain every little thing to me, but it wasn't that hard to follow. Although I still don't understand how everyone can tell whether it's a ball or a strike or a foul or a regular old yay-you-hit-the-ball-where-it's-supposed-to-go! kinda thing.
The most amusing part was the Wave. Everyone got so fucking excited, like we had all done something completely brilliant that no one had ever thought of before.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 1:01 AM | shower me with attention
Let's open it up to the crowd:
I am in love with this extremely feminine, girly dress. (The blue version.) I have a wedding to go to in a couple months and I want a new dress for it. I want this dress, really. I think. They actually make it in my size. My only qualm is the criss-cross bust, which may not fit me properly across my biggish chestishness. For that reason, I would like very much to try this dress on before purchasing it.
Howevs, every website I find it available on either has a crappy store-credit-only return policy, or doesn't carry my size (which is in the plus range.)
Now, the designer does sell through some NYC boutiques and I could possibly try and crawl through them all in hopes of finding this particular (Spring 2008) dress in my particular (big-ass, harder-to-find) size.
Or I could give up on this dress and get something a little plainer and boringer and cheaper and less frilly and old-timey.
But I like frilly and old-timey.
What to do?
Why are you in Tavie's head? 12:50 AM | shower me with attention
I am in love with this extremely feminine, girly dress. (The blue version.) I have a wedding to go to in a couple months and I want a new dress for it. I want this dress, really. I think. They actually make it in my size. My only qualm is the criss-cross bust, which may not fit me properly across my biggish chestishness. For that reason, I would like very much to try this dress on before purchasing it.
Howevs, every website I find it available on either has a crappy store-credit-only return policy, or doesn't carry my size (which is in the plus range.)
Now, the designer does sell through some NYC boutiques and I could possibly try and crawl through them all in hopes of finding this particular (Spring 2008) dress in my particular (big-ass, harder-to-find) size.
Or I could give up on this dress and get something a little plainer and boringer and cheaper and less frilly and old-timey.
But I like frilly and old-timey.
What to do?
Why are you in Tavie's head? 12:50 AM | shower me with attention
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
Although I have no hard evidence, I'm fairly certain that Nathan made this Oz egg.
More Easter pics here.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 8:32 PM | shower me with attention
More Easter pics here.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 8:32 PM | shower me with attention
Sunday, April 12, 2009
My personal Easter tradition - enjoy:
Visits today from Miss Myers, Mr. Puppy, Nathan and Beth today: Gina prepared a marvelous feast according to tradition and the Easter bunny came and brought us baskets of goodies.
I just did a search for old blog posts mentioning Godspell. I have written about that musical a lot. I love it a lot. It's probably in my top 3 of all time.
Here's one of my favorite posts. (Post-specific links don't actually work on this blog, but if you follow the link and then search in your browser window for the word "Borneo", you'll find the right post.)
Why are you in Tavie's head? 12:12 AM | shower me with attention
Visits today from Miss Myers, Mr. Puppy, Nathan and Beth today: Gina prepared a marvelous feast according to tradition and the Easter bunny came and brought us baskets of goodies.
I just did a search for old blog posts mentioning Godspell. I have written about that musical a lot. I love it a lot. It's probably in my top 3 of all time.
Here's one of my favorite posts. (Post-specific links don't actually work on this blog, but if you follow the link and then search in your browser window for the word "Borneo", you'll find the right post.)
Why are you in Tavie's head? 12:12 AM | shower me with attention
Saturday, April 11, 2009
I've put the faerie back the way she was. I don't find it funny anymore.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 12:07 AM | shower me with attention
Why are you in Tavie's head? 12:07 AM | shower me with attention
Beth and Nathan and Myers are all coming tomorrow so I have to wake up and clean. But not too early, I hope.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 12:00 AM | shower me with attention
Why are you in Tavie's head? 12:00 AM | shower me with attention
Wednesday, April 08, 2009
Oh, and I dreamed about Erica again. In this one she was dating Josh Holloway, and I was both thrilled and jealous. (As usual, in the dream we were not estranged.)
Why are you in Tavie's head? 11:07 PM | shower me with attention
Why are you in Tavie's head? 11:07 PM | shower me with attention
Tonight I got slightly drunk, came home and made chocolate peanut butter rice krispie treats for the potluck tomorrow.
I have not watched Lost yet, in respect for Gina, who is at a seder tonight.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 11:04 PM | shower me with attention
I have not watched Lost yet, in respect for Gina, who is at a seder tonight.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 11:04 PM | shower me with attention
Monday, April 06, 2009
Just discovered iTunes "Visualizer" feature. (I know.)
iTunes Visualizer + Mozart Concerto for Flute and Harp = magic.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 1:19 AM | shower me with attention
iTunes Visualizer + Mozart Concerto for Flute and Harp = magic.
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Sunday, April 05, 2009
Nathan said he and Beth will probably take the tv when they come on Saturday. Hurrah!
I am enjoying fresh, clean linens. We did a mountain of laundry - much of it comforters and things to put away for the summer. I also did a long-overdue spring cleaning/dusting of my bedroom. No wonder I have asthma. Those tapestries need to be cleaned way more often than I had been doing.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 10:00 PM | shower me with attention
I am enjoying fresh, clean linens. We did a mountain of laundry - much of it comforters and things to put away for the summer. I also did a long-overdue spring cleaning/dusting of my bedroom. No wonder I have asthma. Those tapestries need to be cleaned way more often than I had been doing.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 10:00 PM | shower me with attention
Anyone want a 27-inch RCA (no remote)? It's a fine tv, no problems, good picture - we got a new one and have no room for it and we're too lazy to get it into the car.
If you can come to Hoboken before this Saturday and pick it up it's yours. We're on the 2nd floor so it has to go down a flight of stairs but I'll help you get it downstairs.
If no takers, it's going on Craiglist.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 6:42 PM | shower me with attention
If you can come to Hoboken before this Saturday and pick it up it's yours. We're on the 2nd floor so it has to go down a flight of stairs but I'll help you get it downstairs.
If no takers, it's going on Craiglist.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 6:42 PM | shower me with attention
Saturday, April 04, 2009
Myers took me to see Glen Tilbrook tonight. He was opened/joined onstage by an adorable band called The Spring Standards, who I am not surprised to learn have been working with a favorite of mine, one Rhett Miller.
Lots of fun. I don't get out much, but Myers is one of the few people who can get me to go to shows.
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Lots of fun. I don't get out much, but Myers is one of the few people who can get me to go to shows.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 12:41 AM | shower me with attention
Friday, April 03, 2009
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Wednesday, April 01, 2009
Today my best friend of 24 years turned 30. In celebration, I bought her a cake, almost set the office on fire, took her out to dinner and bought her a DVD of the Dead Like Me movie.
The cake was from Billy's Bakery and was fucking delicious. Staci put a candle in it and lit it, which caused the tissue paper, and then the cake box, to go up in flames.
We got the fire out, so it was hilarious. (If we hadn't, it would have been tragic.)
Why are you in Tavie's head? 9:44 PM | shower me with attention
The cake was from Billy's Bakery and was fucking delicious. Staci put a candle in it and lit it, which caused the tissue paper, and then the cake box, to go up in flames.
We got the fire out, so it was hilarious. (If we hadn't, it would have been tragic.)
Why are you in Tavie's head? 9:44 PM | shower me with attention
