One thing I loved about this trip was our ability to be flexible & take advantage of opportunities that came up.
For example, I didn’t know that Kansas City had a great theater which hosted a series of touring Broadway plays and other productions. I most certainly didn’t know that it was only three blocks from our hotel. And until we got there and checked in, I didn’t know that for five days only, while we were there, it was showing a play we had wanted to see for years.
Once again, serendipity reared its ugly head!!
“The Book of Mormon” was a ton of fun, if decidedly NOT for the easily offended!
The KC Music Center theater is a great venue!
For better or for worse.
It’s probably far better than we think it is.
But it might be far worse than we think it is.
And if that’s the case, by the time we realize how bad it truly is, it will be far too late to change it or stop it.
Global climate change?
Oh, well, those too, but I was looking at the line up of new fall television shows.
The good news is that I haven’t had time to watch television on a regular basis in a couple of years. Lucky me!
When does the second season of “American Gods” start?
(What a cop out!)
Tonight we returned to the room where it happened – to see a different play.
The Pantages Theater in Los Angeles was, as always, spectacular.
It’s a 1920’s design so the bathrooms sort of suck, but you learn to live with that.
Can you say, “Ro – co – co?”
Sure. I knew you could.
The play, “Waitress,” had a cast with great voices, some great staging and choreography, and one part in particular that was way, Way, WAYYY over the top and hilarious.
Hollywood Boulevard on a Sunday afternoon with all of the tourists and buskers and hustlers and people in costume – it’s our little version of Times Square. Complete with that certain smell (stale urine) which out here is cut with that other (now legal) certain smell (pot).
I love LA!
UC Davis, Picnic Day, Battle of the Bands
(This was a great day – not perfect, but great. Picnic Day is a fun tradition at UC Davis and I went to visit when my daughter was in college there. A parade in the morning, ball games in the afternoon, food and booths and music and the usual crap everywhere, with the Battle of the Bands next to the lake in the afternoon. It went on forever and ever with bands from Davis, Berkeley, UC Irvine (my alma mater), Cal State Sacramento, and probably another one or two I’m forgetting. It would be wonderful to go back someday when I’m not so freakin’ busy.)
Staples Center, Los Angeles (about row ten or eleven – February 2010)
(About row ten or eleven, almost ten years ago. February 2010. Great concert, not sure that he’s capable of doing a bad one. I remember being freezing cold all night, even though we were indoors – the ice surface that my beloved Kings play on was right under us with just a layer of padding and some sort of hard flooring surface to protect it from us.
Go see a concert. Country, classical, rock, punk, whatever. Stadium seating, a big indoor arena, a place that only holds 100 with no chairs, whatever. Live music is good for the soul. Our souls can use some good these days.)
Simple statement – “Groundhog Day” is a perfect movie.
I just realize this might be the only movie I’ve seen more than the original “Star Wars,” and I was one of those kids who saw it over fifty times just in the theater. But I wouldn’t be a bit surprised if I have seen “Groundhog Day” more times now.
Bill Murray – perfect. His every expression given the circumstances and timing. His growth and change through the movie. The ups. The downs. The enlightenment.
Andie MacDowell – perfect.
The concept – simple. The execution – eloquent.
Go ahead. Prove me wrong. Name one thing wrong, one scene that doesn’t click, one missed beat or missed step.
I triple dog dare you.
“Groundhog Day” is a perfect movie.
From the metadata, I was at the Pantages last Saturday afternoon – one can only assume that I was leaping to my feet in applause yet again and the phone came flying out of my pocket at high velocity and the “take a picture” button was hit by the elbow of someone else leaping to their feet in amazement, taking this picture as the phone flipped and spun and miraculously ended up right back in my pocket with me none the wiser!
That’s my story and I’m sticking to it.