The more I travel, the more I realize how much I detest playing tourist. I like to soak in a city by hanging out with local friends, immersing myself in daily life, instead of rushing off to snap photos of whatever architectural or natural wonders are touted in the travel guides. When I went to… Read More Taking in the Sights (and Sounds, and Tastes)
Every once in a while I actually say something on Twitter that’s a) mildly profound or b) potentially worthy of being put on a t-shirt. Thought I’d do a little round-up of recent tweets that tickled my fancy. Riddle me this: Why would the Secret Service have a Twitter account? Isn’t that counterintuitive? #threecankeepasecretifnoneareonTwitter 12:05… Read More The Tao of Mala: Twitter round-up
Last night was the first preview of Priscilla: Queen of the Desert on Broadway, and from a casual theater fan’s perspective, it felt more like a wildly successful opening night! Stephan Elliott’s book is an incredibly faithful adaptation of his 1994 film, and the award-winning costume designers are on board for the musical as well,… Read More Priscilla: queen for a night
It seems as though Hollywood’s “remake fever” has reached critical mass. When, pray tell, will this odious trend finally explode, set fire to the fallow field of the industry, and let us start anew? I’m not saying that remakes are inherently bad. I think The A-Team was loads of fun and re-imagined the series while… Read More Remake it or break it (I wish it was all in Hamlet’s head!)
Music is a huge, defining, thing in my life. I’m an average singer and terrible pianist, but I know the words to an absurd amount of pop and rock songs. Lyrics run through my veins like blood. I tap my toes to the radio, dance to my iPod and sing along to the jukebox. When… Read More If music be the food of love, play on
“At this point in my life I’ve done so many things wrong I don’t know if I can do right.” -Tracy Chapman Being as neurotic as I am, I spend a lot of time wondering if I’m contradicting myself when I put forth an opinion in this blog, in Soap Opera Weekly, or on Twitter.… Read More As if redemption was in sight…
I wish I had grace; that my tongue dripped silver and spun sugar instead of jagged, cut glass. I wish my feet fell like autumn leaves on the breeze and not haphazard horseshoes in a lawn game. I am cumbersome, burdensome, too much and then some. I can’t be proper or perfect… just simply enough.
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