I Will Survive

The confetti has dropped, the glitter is gone, the Mac Red has been wiped off everyone’s lips ... but the memories will stay put forever. No number of wipes can wipe those away!

I think most of my friends and family will be happy to hear me not constantly talk about, or post links, and photos about the show and its cast. Anyway, I was tempted to go see a Broadway show tonight. However, I’m having some Priscilla withdrawal. I was told not to go see a show and to just relax. So, what have I been doing instead on this rainy day? I’ve been on Twitter way too much. I’ve been Tweeting about how the bus will be making a pit-stop in The Windy City! I’ve told my friends and family there that I’ll throw a Jimmy Choo at them if they don’t go see it! I’m sure Priscilla will also “Go West” and colour everyones world out there too. Everyone knows it for sure “Colour(ed) My World.”  

In any case ... the show was “Hot Stuff” last night and everyone shook their groove thing. For us Priscilla fans ... we will survive! We will continue to support the fabulously talented cast as they take on new projects.  And, while us fans screamed “Don’t Leave Us This Way ...” the memories, music and message of Priscilla will always be on our minds.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AI2JaaLOBUw&list=HL1340674876&feature=mh_lolz

Queen Of The Desert

Hello! It’s 11:34 p.m. and I am home from seeing Priscilla Queen of the Desert The Musical for the 4th time in less than two weeks. Okay. I’m pausing for reaction ... of any kind ...as I know there has been a wide variety from my friends.  I’m at the point of not caring if you think I’m wasting money or should be doing other things. At the moment ... this musical makes me smile. 

As I took the “Q” train home to Brooklyn ... I remembered, the last musical that impacted me this much was Les Miserables. I was in high school and it was the song “Stars” that for some reason ...  touched me. I can’t explain. I wish I kept a copy of the my entrance essay to Boston University as to why that song shaped my essay. More than 10 years later I can’t answer that. I do know that that musical ...  and song ... hold a special place in my heart.

So as I settled into my fourth seat at The Palace Theatre ... I was surrounded by tourists who were quite fun! I sat the closest to the stage I have ever sat before as well! It was truly a good time!  The four people behind me were mostly from London. Two had gotten married in Australia and the rest were just family who were like, “Hey! Let’s go to the U.S.! It’s been too long!” 

The couple next to me had a daughter that wasn’t able to come to the show because she had a migraine. That made me sad. All asked me if I had seen the show. Naturally, I said yes. That it was my 4th time and that the musical just was a great show. The actors/singers/dancers are magnificent!  The fact that for one of the stars ... it’s their first leading role ... makes it even more grand! Plus, it's just a show with real heart. Plus, it makes me very happy to see someone reach a goal of theirs. To be able to witness that part of someone’s life ... in some small way ... is fun and inspirational to watch.

People always ask me, “Why do you get so excited when you talk about Broadway? You’ve seen national tours of shows in Chicago.” Yes.  I have seen some great shows in Chicago full of talented people. I have my parents to thank for that. They took me to see some fab show growing up. But, for me ... seeing a show on Broadway makes me tingle with excitement for those on the stage. There is a different kind of energy. And ...for those who know me ... I suck at acting. You know that. I hate being in front of any camera! I did news on the radio because I could hide behind a microphone!  So I’ve always admired anyone who could get their booty on stage in front of people and “Shake Their Groove Thing” or do anything.

So for me ...seeing these actors on Broadway ... it’s hard to explain. You can see it. You can feel that they LOVE what they do. That inspires me. Not because I don’t love what I do. I am happy and grateful to be where I am. I don’t always love my job. I can’t name one person who has always loved their job. But ... for me ... you can see these men and women are truly grateful for where they are. They got to where they are after years of training and hard work. I couldn’t be prouder of them. 

AND ... I couldn't’ be prouder to say I am going to the closing of Priscilla on the 24th of June.  So thank you to my parents. They were coming to town in the last weekend of May and suggested seeing the show. The Book of Mormon was too expensive (Yes. I do want to see that musical at some point). Thanks mom and dad for introducing me to yet another fantabulous musical. I couldn’t feel anymore privileged or lucky to be able to see a show on Broadway that has meant so much to me. I know some haven’t had the opportunity to even see any show on Broadway. So, I don’t take it lightely when I say it’ll be 5 times I get to see th original Priscilla cast on Broadway! I have never done that for a show before. So ... to the cast and crew of Priscilla Queen of the Desert The Musical ... thank you! Thank you ... Nick, Tony and Will ... and everyone involved in the production. As the Londoner’s behind me kept tapping my shoulder and saying, “Brilliant! Just brilliant!”

  

Single In The City

There are days like today when I get that warm, fuzzy feeling ... that, “Gosh. I’m in New York” feeling. I stepped off the Subway at 14th Street and just got that feeling. It’s hard to explain, but it’s a feeling I only get in New York. It’s also a feeling that when I get it, I enjoy it. 

What I also enjoyed today was brunch. I had fun reading and watching everyone walk by ... until it started raining and I had to move inside. Here’s the part which makes being single in the city kinda sting. Nearly everyone around me (and this was a big restaurant) was with a boyfriend or on double dates!

Now, as most of my friends and family know ... “I” would like to be a “we.” I don’t want to be an “I” forever. Though the letter “i” does kick off the word “independent.”  (Insert me winking here).

Well, I have been on a number of dates since moving here. Some have been good and some have been bad. People are always like “You’re too picky. Why aren’t you married? You’re in a city with thousands of people! What’s your problem? You waited too long and now all the good ones are off the market!” For those of you who are off the market ... finding love has become something equivalent to becoming a Jedi Knight. I bet you didn’t know there are years of psychological and physical training (i.e.: going to the gym and shopping for that perfect date outfit). Anyway, sometimes I wish I had a light-saber! 

So, I’m going to try and change my tactics a bit and start doing more activities. These are activities where I can also meet new people while not looking like I’m looking. Did that make sense? It did to me so .... 

Granted, my work hours mean most evenings are out of the question for me ... but that’s typically been the case. The hours present a different kind of challenge. However, I’m in the city that never sleeps. I have no excuse. In New York, if it’s night there’s a nightlife, and when there’s life ... as optimists like me will be happy to tell you ... there’s always hope. I guess that’s a big part of being single. Hope. Friends. And making sure you get out of your apartment!