Is that- ohhhh! Rob... and Bob... SCOLARI?!?!
Greetings!
So, I actually saw Grease on Saturday night and I have to admit that... um... it wasn't terrible. Okay, it was actually pretty all right. Okay, fine, it was good, there, I said it. But don't think for a moment that I like the play in and of itself. As far as I'm concerned, the verdict's in, and Grease still blows like there's no tomorrow.
Leon White was definitely the savior of the show, and it also helped that there was a pretty decent cast for once (it helped that Tom "I'm-a-faux-intellectual-d.b.-who-tells-girls-that-their-bodies-are-wonderlands" Strieker was absent), so... was I unduly cynical about the show? Yes and no. Yes, in that it turned out to be pretty all right. No, in that it really sucks that Parker Playhouse has to do a pile of dog excrement like Grease in order to draw in an audience. It'd be nice if people checked out good shows once in a while. You know that if they did a production of a Henrik Ibsen play, there's be, like, 26 people attending it, and most of them would be related to various members of the cast. Not that Feollmi would ever consider doing an Ibsen play; I doubt she knows who the guy is. Even though he's... you know... one of the titans of drama and all. *Sigh.*
Anywho, enough of my pity party. Otherwise, the weekend was pretty all right. I mowed the lawn here at 737 for the first time (I finally became not afraid of the stick shift on our lawnmower), and I had some pretty spectacular alfredo when we went out to eat for Mother's Day (which oddly enough didn't occur on Mom Day. Hmmm.....), so I'm not all complaints. Hardly.
Anywho, to summarize:
House of Wax = sucked pretty bad, but had a couple funny moments*
mowing the lawn again for the first time in many moons = solid
Grease = awfully darn good in spite of itself
Erin Stamm = 18 year old Alzheimer's victim (seriously, don't tell her anything, she won't remember)
today = the Shaw's b-day (congratulations, Bear. I'd get you a new bike, but I'm so broke, I can't pay attention.)
Star Wars Episode III - premiering a week from Wednesday
butter = radioactive dump
global warming = load of crap
Ian Olson = pretty sweet dude and all-around man of the people
today also = 60th anniversary of V-E Day
Yalta Conference = FDR sells out Eastern Europe to Stalin
FDR = sucker
raspberry iced tea = not so hot
Danny Beechler = wearing my pink tux to Prom
Bray Road Beast = poopbutt
Okay, that's all folks. Happy trails to you, until we meet again.
XOXOXOXO
Ian
*usually in the guise of Paris Hilton being annihilated
posted by Ian @ 1:50 PM
10 Comments:
VoorheesXe: as luck would have it, I missed freakin' Grease that night
VoorheesXe: well, I didn't miss it so much as the tickets sold out while I was in line
theplustwo: that sucks
theplustwo: you know what
theplustwo: saturday night showing this week
theplustwo: i haven't seen it yet either
VoorheesXe: Kayleigh informed she'd kill me if I didn't go
theplustwo: we should go
VoorheesXe: and I promptly informed her that that is the only reason I'll be going
VoorheesXe: yeah, I think I can commit to that
theplustwo: cool
theplustwo: it's a date
VoorheesXe: Saturday?
VoorheesXe: at 8, right?
theplustwo: yeah
theplustwo: according to kristin's blog
VoorheesXe: so be it
theplustwo: now we just have to secure some tix
VoorheesXe: maybe Kayleigh will reserve some if there's 2 of us.....?
theplustwo: yeah well i'll definately get her back in that event
Hey, thanks for not telling me that you changed the plans and not answering your phone and not calling me back, that was sort of out of character for a pretty sweet man of the people, if I do say so myself! Which I just did!
Also, Erin is 19, I believe.
That was pretty out of character for such an all-around man of the people, but allow me to explain:
My phone was off because we were out for a Mother's Day extravaganza, and then we hooked up the show and never turned my phone back on. And, my sis reserved tickets for me and Nate and mom and her buddy and there was a mix-up and it was all sold out and... okay, so I'm stupid. I probably shoudl've told you at least that it was sold out. All right, so that is my fault.
Man, I feel like crap now.
Sorry, man.
And yeah, she is 19. My bad.
WHAT EVER!
WHAT
EVER!
Seriously though, it was just sort of frustrating because you weren't available, Joe was in Whitewater and Erin had to do stuff in the early morning so Saturday sorta got wasted sitting around watching TV.
Yeah, so I'll be dancing with Danny AND THE ESSENCE OF YOU at the same time.
*vomits*
A. You should get some balls and be like, "Hey, that is sooo my tux. I say veto to some DB I don't even know wearing it. Also, planning on altering someone else's clothes? Not gonna happen."
B. In your generous description of yourself, you left out a few key points. I believe it should have gone like so. . .
"Hey, have you heard about that Ian Olson character?"
"No, describe him to me."
"Well, he's a beastie-izer, a convicted sodomizer, and an all around man of the people."
"Oh, well that clears things up."
blllllllater
Yes, well, last I checked, those were qualities describing Mr. Joel Wallace, so I included only the pertinent details.
And, the DB (whose initials really are "DB," weird...)isn't going to alter the suit at all, so as long as the tux is promptly returned and there's an absolute minimum of DB-ness retained upon my suit... it's okay if he utilizes its awesomeness.
Which reminds me, Kristin, clearly you're vomiting over the prospect of dancing with DB, not at the prospect of dancing with my oh-so-fly essence.
At least, I hope that's what you meant...
Bbbblllloading in is for suckers!
Ehem, wow people.
JONATHAN: It wasn't even "DB"s idea to use the tux, so don't make it sound like he's some selfish jerk with no heart. "DB" kicks the toosh.
IAN: I was just joshin' with ya.
*Whew*
I always thought that my essence was all right...
So the bray road beast has been demoted from hellish werewolf like creature to poopbutt, what a washup.
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CHRISTINA GIUCA'S
SENIOR PIANO RECITAL
Date: Saturday, May 28
Time: 2:00 pm
Place: PHS Auditorium
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Ian, puh-leeeze come...and drag Kayleigh along, too! :)
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