24 September 1998
 
 Les Miserables   
 
    I cried three times.  Once when Cosette sang her song about the castle on a cloud and the lady in white who says, "Cosette, I love you very much."  Her sorrow and hope were so piercing.  Once when  Eponine lay bleeding in Marius' arms, and he realizes that they love each other.  And once when the angel of Fantine comes to get Jean Valjean at the end of his life.
    I want something like those two pieces of machinery/scenery on the stage that form elements of several cities as well as the barricade that the young revolutionaries erect.  Those are two amazing devices.  I could easily see those as the only furniture in a loft apartment.  Reconfigure them at will.  The turntable stage thing I have seen done to great effect in a production of "Amadeus" some time ago, but it was of course even better done on Broadway.
    
     Jekyll and Hyde is an interesting bar/restaurant in The Village, with lots of skulls and full skeletons and other creepy, early scientific, gothic horror elements.  The restrooms are hidden in a hallway of bookshelves, behind hidden doors.  I'm astounded I wound up in the Ladies' room.  I know it was the Ladies' cuz it had no urinals, and I heard that the Gents did.
    Every now and then the props did things automatically.  A skeleton at a pipe organ cracked really lousy jokes, a suit of armor rattled in a seemingly caffeinated fit, and a body dropped from the ceiling on a noose.  My fortune cookie alleged that the white rhino mounted above a nearby table drools.
    
    Bill didn't get to enjoy the thrill of Monica's attentions while he was behind the wheel.  Poor bastard.  I hear that's really great.
    
    I'm really happy today.  The sun is out, the breeze is chilly, my music is pumping, and I feel in control of things.  I feel very loved and really satisfied.  My hair is purple with blue streaks, my nails blue with purple stripes.  I dare you, fate, I dare you, to make my day any better.  I think it not possible.
--Spring 
 
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