Lord, Take Me Now

I had the most endearing Facebook conversation today. Yeah, Facebook. It hurts me too.

Republican: Actually it wouldn't. How does telling people what doctors they can see when help people? How does making treatment decisions for people help them? How does cutting old people off from healthcare help people? How does insuring illegal immigrants (key work ILLEGAL) help citezens? How does limiting the amount of healthcare someone can receive every year help people?How about the measure in the bill saying that judicial review of it is not allowed. That's unconstitutional. Infact, the whole reason that that article is in there is because the regime knows that this whole measure is unconstitutional.Weren't we "promised" bi-partisianship during the campaign. He is so bi-partisan that he locked himself in a room with his liberal democrat buddies today to figure out how to squeeze this bill through. ... I'm the proudest American you know. I have been ready and willing to die for this country for years now. But if this socialist measure passes I might have to reevaluate my military plans because I'm not going to die for a communist nation.I'm all for healthcare for everyone. HOWEVER, it does not have to be the same for everyone. Just a word of friendly advice. If this goes through get yourself firearms, non perishable food, and hard currency (gold silver etc.) because when the healthcare system goes under what's left of the economy is going with it and chaos is going to ensue. U can start wiping your ass with American money now because it's going to be worthless pretty soon if they pass this.

Me: Illegal immigrants are not sadistic bloodsucking vipers. Just my liberal two cents.

Republican: Well no one said they were, and no one asked for your liberal 2 cents. Like I said above, the key word is illegal. Instead of spending money on turning this country socialist let's spend it on arresting the illegals and sending them back to where they come from. After that the poor Americans can take the jobs that the illegals hold and begin to make life better for themselves.

Oh. Okay. Nobody asked me. I guess I should just take my liberal two cents and shove it, right? Because that's the best way to solve all our problems. My favorite part was the post-apocalyptic description of the US after the bill passes. RATS IN THE STREETS AND THE LUNATICS YELLING AT THE MOON IT'S THE END OF THE WORLD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Might as well have said that. It would have been less hateful. Here's the thing - just like the gays don't want to rip apart your marriage, immigrants, be they illegal or not, do not want to stab you in the stomach and cut in front of you at the doctor's office. They just want to keep their children healthy. Sharing. Revolutionary. I have not read the health care bill. I don't pretend to know what I'm talking about here. I just know that what we have now isn't working, and there are people who like to live in their own little box worlds. Sometimes I like to ask them what they would do if they were an illegal immigrant. And then I sit there and let them scream at me because I clearly want to end America.

I can't take it anymore. But at least I can spell citizen.

Hold Your Hats and Hallelujah

Bust out the pompoms! Lenora and I have won tickets to Sondheim on Sondheim! I'm excited. A) I freaking love Sondheim. There is no reason for me to tell you that. God knows I've said it enough in the past. But I'm excited. There better be some Vanessa Williams Another Hundred People-in'. Otherwise somebody's getting hurt. B) Leslie Krizter. She's darling. C) NORM LEWIS! Dude was in SIDE SHOW. D) I never win anything. Never.

Still, I am feeling a bit guilty. Lenora has this other 'friend' that assumed she was going to the show with her. Here's the thing - I'm not out to hurt anybody. I'm not going to steal a little kid's toy and laugh. But this girl is treacherous. Lenora will tell you, and we all know that Lenora is Jesus. So she ousted her, because, let's just face it. She likes me infinitely better. It must have been like an Anne/Petra Weekend in the Country Moment.

"I'm excited."

"No you're not."

Three cheers and dammit, c'est la vie. So, yes, I was indeed at the tribe's last performance at Hair. I took Berri with me, and I sat there and shook through the whole thing. Audra McDonald was there. I was sitting up in the mezzanine, and I happened to look down and see her taking her seat. And I freaked out like a goddamn Ragtime fangirl. (Does such a thing exist? Oh well. Love that lovely lady.)

Anywho.

This here is Jackie Burns. I've always known her as "the tribe member who looks like Lea Michele." The first time I saw Hair, I was in the second row. I tell people I don't remember it at all. That's not entirely true. I remember Allison Guinn shaking hands with the people infront of me. I remember Allison Case rushing past me going, "Sorry. Sorry. Scuse me." (I'm sitting down. I mean, where would you like me to go?)I remember sitting there with my jaw hanging open during Let the Sunshine In and thinking, "Close your mouth. You're staring." And I remember Jackie. I remember thinking that she looked so much like Lea Michele it was ridiculous. Remember, friends. This was April. I was still riding the Spring Awakening wave.

Anway, point is, I just found out that Miss Burns is not going to London! She's staying stateside to do Smokey Joe's Cafe at the Papermill. I hate Smokey Joe's. But it's nice that she's sticking around, I guess.

And finally, here's Alice Ripley. We haven't had enough of her around these parts lately.

Holy God

I am sick of dealing with the Inkpop Idiots. No, I don't want to read your stupid vampire book. Don't get me wrong, folks. I've met some incredibly lovely, talented people on that site. But they're few and far between, and the great majority are shrieky twelve-year-olds trying to shove their predictable romance novels in my face. Lenora tells me not to lose hope. I say you don't have to deal with these people, Lenora. The other day I had to read a story about a cat that gets turned into a girl living in Nazi Germany. What class. What style. And I can't take it anymore.

I DON'T GIVE A SHIT!

Today's title is a quote from God of Carnage, which I saw over the weekend. I have to say, I did not expect Annie Potts to throw up all over the stage. I think my favorite part was when she had her breakdown and screamed, "HERE'S WHAT I THINK OF YOUR TULIPS!" and started destroying the set. Good times.

So I just thought of another of my favorite A:OC quotes. Barbara to Bill: "Oh, forsook you and the horse you rode in on!" I was especially angry at my sister this afternoon, and before I knew it I found myself screaming, "Oh, forsook you and your sonofabitching snow day!" There. That's so much better. Forsook you, Patti LuPone. Forsook you too, god damn it. I'm angry tonight.

I saw a college production of Little Women last night. It brought back a lot of good memories. It's been five years, and I'd forgotten how much I love the show. But I still haz a angry.

Maybe I'll talk about my updated spring docket.

American Idiot
Addams Family
Night Music
Looped
Next Fall
Next to Normal with Ripley, dammit

And maybe, just maybe, at a matinee in August, a girl wearing sunglasses and a feathered hat will slip into the mezzanine of the Hirschfeld and see if Annaleigh Ashford is a good Jeanie.

Losing My Mind

We are not going to talk about the new tribe. Except Annaleigh Ashford as Jeanie. 'Cause that's pretty epic casting.

Instead, I turn your attention to my amazing night at Joe's Pub. I haven't had so much fun in a long, long, long time. Kacie Sheik and Caissie Levy were fantastic, even if Sheik is prone to making weird faces when she sings. But I thoroughly enjoyed myself. And this negative bitch laughed. I was so excited that my hands were shaking too hard to hold a camera, so Lenora was the night's photographer. And she was wonderful at it.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6QcupUu40Q8
Sweet Jesus, they did I Will Never Leave You. I would say I inwardly freaked out, but I didn't. I let out a banshee's shriek of surprise and segued into hysterical, overwhelmed, underfed laughter. And I think I mumbled something like, "Holy crap...SIDE SHOW" to Lenora, but it's a fuzzy memory. All I know is I cried. Out of shock, out of nostalgia, out of joy. Joy. Overwhelming, intense, crack your face and fill your lungs with helium joy. The kind of joy that won't let you stand up or walk because your legs have turned to jelly. And it's my very, very favorite emotion.

Okay, I can't help myself. George Berger. He's my second-favorite Hair character, and he is an immature, hurtful, scruffy, sex maniac. So suck on that, Ace Young. You're on your own now, prettyboy.

Suck it, Cupid

Welcome back, suckers. (Or sucker, as I'm afraid the case may be.) So tomorrow is Valentine's Day, and I am well on my way to becoming a lonely old cat lady hiding behind velvet curtains and glaring at the young people. But that's okay. 'Cause then maybe somebody will make a documentary about me. Anywho, here's a perfectly marvelous, perfectly unique list of my favorite Broadway love songs. I know most of them don't fit the bill all that well. This beez MAH blog, dammit!

How Could I Ever Forget - Next to Normal
Donna - Hair
Losing My Mind - Follies
It Couldn't Please Me More - Cabaret
Maybe This Time - Cabaret
My Junk - Spring Awakening
Goodbye, My Love - Ragtime
You Could Drive a Person Crazy - Company
Not While I'm Around - Sweeney Todd
Mein Herr - Cabaret
Going Places - Grey Gardens
Peas in a Pod - Grey Gardens
I Will Never Leave You - SIDE SHOW

The Book What I Wrote

It's no secret that I love the theatre. But, make no mistake, friends, I am a writer first. And now apparently I am a good writer. Thanks to inkpop.com, I have mercilessly and ruthlessly been clawing my way to the top. I drag my tired self towards that contract. I read and comment on vampire books that don't interest me at all. But I am a fighter, and I am ambitious as hell. And I will make this work for me. http://www.inkpop.com/projects/17345/smashed-a-novel/