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Feb. 26th, 2010 05:18 pmDamn, what a week.
Tuesday, V took me down to the dealership in West Islip where I looked at a cute little Neon. I liked it, we haggled (well, V haggled for me, I'm just not that awesome) and I was supposed to have a test drive today, but when we got down there, he wasn't in because of the snow. I was a little bummed because there wasn't a call or anything to reschedule, so now I have to call first thing tomorrow.
Wednesday I went and saw Fuerza Bruta for class, and I hope to be able to put my thoughts about it on paper for class. It was... pure, amazing, beautiful spectacle. It was an environmental piece, so there were no seats. We moved around in the space as set pieces moved around us, there was dance, they came into the audience, we got wet, there was no plot, IT WAS AMAZING. Though the New York incarnation is not exactly like this, it's a pretty good montage of what was going on:
It was amazing. If it weren't seventy bucks a head (our class had a group deal for $35) then I would go back in a heartbeat.
Thursday I woke up and had the beginnings of a cold -- I still have it, but you know how it just hits you on that first day and you don't even want to move? Yeah. I didn't go to class and I called in to work and stayed here in the apartment. I got up this morning and figured I may as well go in whether there were classes or not because of the snow (there weren't), and so I worked a few hours to keep myself on track.
Tuesday, V took me down to the dealership in West Islip where I looked at a cute little Neon. I liked it, we haggled (well, V haggled for me, I'm just not that awesome) and I was supposed to have a test drive today, but when we got down there, he wasn't in because of the snow. I was a little bummed because there wasn't a call or anything to reschedule, so now I have to call first thing tomorrow.
Wednesday I went and saw Fuerza Bruta for class, and I hope to be able to put my thoughts about it on paper for class. It was... pure, amazing, beautiful spectacle. It was an environmental piece, so there were no seats. We moved around in the space as set pieces moved around us, there was dance, they came into the audience, we got wet, there was no plot, IT WAS AMAZING. Though the New York incarnation is not exactly like this, it's a pretty good montage of what was going on:
It was amazing. If it weren't seventy bucks a head (our class had a group deal for $35) then I would go back in a heartbeat.
Thursday I woke up and had the beginnings of a cold -- I still have it, but you know how it just hits you on that first day and you don't even want to move? Yeah. I didn't go to class and I called in to work and stayed here in the apartment. I got up this morning and figured I may as well go in whether there were classes or not because of the snow (there weren't), and so I worked a few hours to keep myself on track.