Saturday, April 08, 2006
BLING!
,,,in the middle of a stormy and grey cool Saturday, cold and wretched, in fact... that is today...but lately, there have sprung up all over the city these sparkly, sparkly, shiny, cheery and glittery shops that sell racks upon racks, dishes and bowls full, hooks filled to the brim with and displays ostentatious, of BLING! Fake jewels, fake diamonds,rubies, and emeralds, gold glitz, emerald and sapphire chains, earrings rusted with mounds of gems amd more gems, long long strands of semi-precious and seemingly precious stones....a treasure trove on every corner , it seems, and they all seemed to be run by Asians or Phillipino folks...some Indian or Pakistanis...and they are terribly wonderful and inviting ...and INEXPENSIVE enough to amke one feel rich enough to buy and buy and buy...sparkly reds, oranges, blues,fiery greens and chartreuses, impossibly white and violet-faceted "diamonds"...oases of abundance in an otherwise grey and needy City...these Bling shops are like minor miracles...is it possible we DO all deserve to be wealthy, or at least look it????
Today, we begin tech rehearsals for A FINE AND PRIVATE PLACE, and the day is as bad as I said above that it was....and we are all tired and suffering from a dusty week of rehearsal in the construction space that is the stage we play on....BUT, the show is WONDERFUL! And the York is a terrific and supportive place, full of helpful and good people. It's simply a typical tech week!
Getting here on an over-crowded bus (New Yorkers become ridiculously hysterical and awful in the rain, which drivers with their own cars do not do, because with your own car, you can at least feel dry and safe...on a public bus, it's all so...humilitating!)...New Yorkers are wretched in the rain, and they therefore try to make others feel awful too! So I was on a bus filled with pretty awful and wet people, in my efforts to simply get to the theater today! Once I arrived, there was warmth and purpose, and a light-filled dressing room...and well, like the shops full of BLING (!), an oasis! So here we are, until 11:00 tonight!!!!
So, for now: BYE!!!
Today, we begin tech rehearsals for A FINE AND PRIVATE PLACE, and the day is as bad as I said above that it was....and we are all tired and suffering from a dusty week of rehearsal in the construction space that is the stage we play on....BUT, the show is WONDERFUL! And the York is a terrific and supportive place, full of helpful and good people. It's simply a typical tech week!
Getting here on an over-crowded bus (New Yorkers become ridiculously hysterical and awful in the rain, which drivers with their own cars do not do, because with your own car, you can at least feel dry and safe...on a public bus, it's all so...humilitating!)...New Yorkers are wretched in the rain, and they therefore try to make others feel awful too! So I was on a bus filled with pretty awful and wet people, in my efforts to simply get to the theater today! Once I arrived, there was warmth and purpose, and a light-filled dressing room...and well, like the shops full of BLING (!), an oasis! So here we are, until 11:00 tonight!!!!
So, for now: BYE!!!
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It's true: the main difference between riding on a bus filled with rain-soaked people and driving alone in your car is the quality of the experience.
However, a little rain turns everyone quite mad in a vehicular sense. Normal Houstonians (whose average car ownership ratio is 1.7 to 1) suddenly become terrified, slow to 15 mph and abandon all sense. Maybe a bus is better: if you're going to perish in a rainy catastrophe, there are plenty of souls going with you.
Enjoy the bling. Prepare to meet thy opening. Love from the Bayou City...Brother Richard.
However, a little rain turns everyone quite mad in a vehicular sense. Normal Houstonians (whose average car ownership ratio is 1.7 to 1) suddenly become terrified, slow to 15 mph and abandon all sense. Maybe a bus is better: if you're going to perish in a rainy catastrophe, there are plenty of souls going with you.
Enjoy the bling. Prepare to meet thy opening. Love from the Bayou City...Brother Richard.
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