Broadway Legend Joined: 1/14/05
Broadway Legend Joined: 12/28/04
Mornin'
Not much g' about it.
Except for all of our framily.
My initial reaction yesterday was to end class early, and not just because a large number of my students were just getting up and leaving anyway. I let them go without question, and then stayed with a few others who clearly needed to work in order to keep their minds off the dreadful news ( and even more dreadful rumors ) that kept assaulting us via everyone's Facebook and Twitter feeds. When we finally had to leave because another class was about to start in the room, I wasn't sure what to do. I had already RSVP'd to attend a reading at the Playwright & Directors Unit at The Actors Studio, but there was a large part of me that just wanted to go home, pick up Max and snuggle with him in a dark corner. But how do I go home? The subway seemed too frightening a prospect, a cab would be impossible to get and walking, well, 74 blocks past a lot of prime targets...
Ultimately, I decided to walk, and I headed up Eighth Avenue. And of course, nothing really stops New York. I noticed a higher than usual number of police and security vans gathered, and people were walking with a more strained look on their faces, but for the most part it was business as usual. And I kept walking. Past the back end of Penn Station, across from the gorgeous Main Post Office, through the ass-end of the old garment district, past the Port Authority and across 42nd Street into the Theatre District. Occasionally I'd stop to text with my sister, or with a friend of mine in L.A. whose grandson is attending Boston University ( He happened to be in L.A. yesterday ). But as I walked, I realized that if I went home, I'd be defeated. I wouldn't be living my life. And when I got to 44th Street I turned left and headed to the studio. The reading wasn't very good, the talk-back after was fascinating, and I was extremely glad I went. Because that's my life and I'll be damned if I let anyone else dictate, whether through fear or judgment, how I live it.
Broadway Legend Joined: 1/14/05
Amen! So, this was my head last evening. Sept. 11, 2001, my ex (of two weeks) Mark had just arrived at his law firm at One Liberty Plaza, diagonal to the World Trade Center. He was okay physically, but it still haunts me. Flash forward to yesterday at 3:00 ... my ex, Michael, was in his office at his law firm in Boston, at the corner of Boylston and Clarendon, diagonal to the bomb site. Shudder.
Dear gay lawyers, BEWARE the SoMMS!
Broadway Legend Joined: 1/14/05
"The current, kinda-sorta..."
I'm stealing that.
Broadway Legend Joined: 12/28/04
So, my recent FB "friend" Eddie Redmayne is not who he says he is. I learned this when his status changed to being "in a relationship" with Amanda Seyfried.
Why did I know that the truth would be revealed one day and make me sad?
I guess I'll have to hide him like I did Anne Hathaway.
LOL
Morning all.
Monday's tragic events in Boston still saddens us.
Off to Port Newark to hang with the seamen.
Have joy in your hearts my friends, and don't be shy to whip it out.
Broadway Legend Joined: 12/28/04
You've become a tired old man? Say it's not so!
Jose - did you "friend" him or was it the other way around? Fakes and phony’s abound on FB. "Ginger Rogers" has been trying to friend me for years. Gotta admire her persistence beyond the grave.
G'morning.
SoMMS, I had a dream about you last night. Well, about you and Girly. Well, about all of us, actually. We were all having a framily gathering at Boobs' house, and you and Girly were acting very strange. Moony (cake in hand, of course) wanted to know what was up, and you and Girly announced your engagement. You both got all giggly and lovey-dovey and were so cute together (Girly had grown about 6 inches and was almost your height) and we all toasted you with champagne while looking at each in total disbelief.
Then, happily, the alarm went off.
Morning peeps! I'm too pooped to pop! These mornings get harder every day.
BTW thank you all for your sweet words on my anniversary. Well except for the one who "over looked it" Funny how some "friends" will comment on everything, but not even a "like" on something special to me. Oh well, true colors will always show.
Rath ignore you again, Boobs? Don't worry, it's been a very peaceful 8 months for me.
lmao Deet! Nah I'm just busting balls. No one has to wish us anything if they don't want to. It's their prerogative.
I'm sitting here sad being I know in about a week some of my staff will be out of jobs. Last I heard I am being moved back to our NY office. Until I get the official word I'm a little antsy. I hate this damn economy!
Broadway Legend Joined: 12/28/04
That dream makes absolutely no sense. Girly would never marry anytone from Pennsylvania!
Unless the reception was a Tricky Tray.
Scrolls back on BWW and Facebook. Oops. Happy 2 year anniversary, a day late, Boobsie and HC.
But he works in Jersey, Moony.
And you had cake in your hands.
Chocolate Cake.
OMG!!! That dream was fantastic!
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