I went to see "Thoroughly Modern Millie" at the Bass Concert Hall tonight. Good happy-ending, underdog-winning fun to be had all around, along with music, dance numbers, and fun 20s costumes. Sigh. I want them all.
I'm lovin' the free tickets Mr. Kelly keeps getting (Poncho Sanchez, Peru Negro, this...), plus the neat guest speakers he has come in -- for instance, I got to meet Clifford Antone, owner of the famous Antone's nightclub on Sixth Street. Plus, since I was one of the people who stayed behind after the bell rang to talk to him, he gave us cards with his number on them and told us to call if we ever came by. Can we say cool? Heeeelll yes, we can!
I think that was some of the best advice Diane Carroll ever gave me: stay behind for the "after-party party," and not in the R Kelly Ignition after-party sense. I mean the everyone-leaves-except-a-few-people, so it's easier to talk to the speaker/performer/whoever. That's how I got to talk to the psych prof at Barnard, and got the autographs of the cast of the 5-person performance of Midsummer Night's Dream, and talk to Robert Macneil (writer of Do You Speak American?) and got my picture on the front page of the paper. I'm sure there have been other times, too.
In case anyone cares -- which, since I don't think anyone reads this journal, would be no one -- I got into Barnard College! (of Columbia University; I always have to add that, since no one seems to know what Barnard is). I'm very excited. New York, New York, here I come!
I'm lovin' the free tickets Mr. Kelly keeps getting (Poncho Sanchez, Peru Negro, this...), plus the neat guest speakers he has come in -- for instance, I got to meet Clifford Antone, owner of the famous Antone's nightclub on Sixth Street. Plus, since I was one of the people who stayed behind after the bell rang to talk to him, he gave us cards with his number on them and told us to call if we ever came by. Can we say cool? Heeeelll yes, we can!
I think that was some of the best advice Diane Carroll ever gave me: stay behind for the "after-party party," and not in the R Kelly Ignition after-party sense. I mean the everyone-leaves-except-a-few-people, so it's easier to talk to the speaker/performer/whoever. That's how I got to talk to the psych prof at Barnard, and got the autographs of the cast of the 5-person performance of Midsummer Night's Dream, and talk to Robert Macneil (writer of Do You Speak American?) and got my picture on the front page of the paper. I'm sure there have been other times, too.
In case anyone cares -- which, since I don't think anyone reads this journal, would be no one -- I got into Barnard College! (of Columbia University; I always have to add that, since no one seems to know what Barnard is). I'm very excited. New York, New York, here I come!