Iowa?...Eww...

  The title of this blog is dedicated to the guy whose reaction was just that when I said I was from that speck in the midwest.  Okay, maybe he didn't really say "eww" but there was a groan...as if he even knew where Iowa was?! Please, don't say "eww" unless you can point to it on a map...His answer: "I have a general idea."
  Not. Good. Enough!
  This was the trend of my first day at work.  When I introduced myself I got either, "cool" or "is that like your last name?"  Um, like, no.  But hey I am used to the question by now so no biggie ;)  Lets get to the good stuff.

  Of course I arrived like an hour early because I can't judge trains-not my fault since the stupid F train wasn't running this weekend-but I'd rather be early than late...minus, I did sweat more than needed...but besides the stains I got some financial stuff figured out and walked past Celia Keenan-Bolger, ------------>
who was looking extra Meryl Streep "The Devil Wears Prada" with her bug-eyed glasses that shielded any light from her usually perky-appearing demeanor.  Then I entered the building, rode the elevator until I wandered into work.....
  Having been around a minimum of like 3 or 4 other interns at my last job(s) the new like 12 or 15 was quite the shocker.  Oh and of course I am the newbie, soooo yea! (sarcasmmmmm)  First job of this trip: remembering everyones' name...yeah, good luck me.  But for the most part everyone was super friendly with a hint of that competitive atmosphere smooshed in there.  I got the debriefing of the ways of the office and read through the "need to knows" before actually getting to try my hand at an official project...which lasted the last half of the day.  To say my ass wasn't numb by 6pm would be the biggest understatement I've said...ever.  Thankfully, teamwork prevailed and we got the thing done and were rewarded by *drum roll* being able to leave on time.
  Side Notes:  Subways are still my preferred way of transportation, super efficient (usually) and you only sweat for a bit because they have air conditioning (again, usually).  For anyone who says they get bored here is a liar because seriously walk outside and stare at people.  It is the most fun you'll have outside of having friends...which will be a next step of mine...Make more friends. And stay poor. Don't get poorer...But before I make that rule official I am off to buy a awesome Buffy t-shirt I stumbled upon online.

Thanks for stopping by! Later kids.

Blisters

Day. Two.  What to say, what to say.  For starters how bout: "Ouch" "Ew" "Ah" & "motherf**ker!"  Now I know you wanna know! ;)
  After a mild coma (i slept for 11 hours) I arouse to a shower with little to no water pressure and a breakfast of champions...I had Raisin Bran...After getting into my signature purple attire I walked and walked and walked, maybe have sweated in their a few times, through the lower east side & Soho until I found the subway I needed hopped on that and headed to Time Square for an afternoon with one of the only familiar faces I know here in the city.

To kick off my summer in NYC she and I got tickets to the Tony nominated show "The Motherf**ker with the Hat" featuring Chris Rock & Bobby Cannavale.  Not really caring if I saw it or didn't, I have to say I was pleasantly surprised with it.  The audience was loud and interactive, the performances were strong-minus the woman nominated for the Tony...I found her shouts & druggy shakes kind of distracting & not in the theatrical way...maybe she was just having an off day...IDK...anyways, overall it was a great show and I can for see it being done all over after it runs its course here. And last thing...I am not a huge Chris Rock fan, love him in Dogma and that is about it...he usually is too loud and obnoxious for me in his movie roles, but being loud is a plus in the theatre and he was by far my favorite part of the show.
 While waiting for the show my friend and I wandered the busy streets and avoided sunlight (so hooottt!) which lead us to a few interesting experiences.  1.  The asian lady with a talent for clearing her sinuses & 2. The biggest damn cockroach I've ever seen!  The second story is pretty self-explanatory so I will just go into the first one...
  Sitting in the shade by a table in the middle of Time Square, we both were deep in some intellectual conversation aka most likely me chatting away after seeing the multiple True Blood posters and Torchwood: Miracle Day signs, when this little asian women walking with her family meandered past and proceeded to cause my gag reflex to...uh...flex?  But seriously, both my friend and I had to choke back a spittle of vomit after Miss Lady closed one nostril with her index finger and then proceeded to suck all the snot up into her head and then hocked the nastiest loogy into a trash can...I mean at least she spit it into a trash can but come on! NAST!
  This was followed promptly by a visit to the Disney store.
  The show happened after that, and the line was hella long (this is when getting student rush tickets EARLY comes in handy) but while in line I spied something hiding in the shade of the bricks of a building...this thing was the giant cockroach and it was...shudder inducing.  It could have taken on Godzilla...seriously.
  So my day was full of shudders and laughs and ended with a blister covered foot...damn purple shoes I love you so, but you and the NYC terrain don't get along.  Poor feet...Now I am getting ready to pop some drugs to make myself sleep before my first day of work tomorrow! EEEEKKKKKKKKK!!!
 

  Wish me luck!

  Laters

THUNDERDOME Round 2: NYC Style

*Cough-cough-sputter-gasp*

     Oh hey! :)  Sorry I was just drowning in life there for a second...wait what?! Its been like two months since...woah...talk about losing track of time.  I guess what you really want to know is where I've been and what I've been doing that could cause such a lapse in bloggin'!  Okay, okay, let me catch you up...

  Well i finished my semester with flying colors, a train ride home that rivals all accounts of boredom ever written about by me, and two months in the midwest that consisted of iced coffee beverages and self-motivation.  Trust me, going into detail could cause spontaneous combustion and that can be very messy to clean up.  Lets just say I got a good amount of writing done and upped my macho gauge by doing manual labor at a softball field.  Impressive? No, I didn't think so.  But, my friends, the reason I am writing to you right now is because I am back in the land of attitudes.  That's right.  New York City I am back...bitch. 

  Through the wonders of connections and my lovely phone manners (thanks Dad!...also hint the sarcasm) I was able to land a summer internship at Telsey + Company.  It is a big time casting agency for B-Way musicals/plays and dabbles in the world of TV & Film.  As an intern I will be doing interny things like: everything.  

What? Too vague?  I know, but once my first day happens trust me, vague will be thrown out the window to land in the dump below my dorm room.

  Oh right the dorm thing...I am living in a dorm this time round.  So 21 year-old of me, what can I say...The dorm itself is smack dab in the middle of the Lower East Side and is swarming with young adults.  There is a terrace with grass and weeds...be jealous.  

  Having survived walking up at 3:30 in the morning and making it through the mini-clan of Asian children who found it necessary to kick my seat until the vibrations rocked me to sleep and then to be followed by a rather pleasant flight that played 30 Rock and Parenthood on tiny televisions, my travels were-compared to the train-peachy keen.  

  Now, to only confuse security a little bit more, I am gonna go walk around for the fourth or fifth time until i find that moving is overrated. 

 Alrighty than, later folks!   

Book of Billy the War Horse Mormon

Besides my last rant of a post let me catch you up on the awesome.

1.)  Billy Elliot.  Not the lovely family movie that drops the F'bomb like it is "the" but the wonderfully adapted stage musical...obviously.  My wonderful Aunt-wonderful doesn't even begin to describe her wonderfulness-bought me and one other friend a ticket.  A super close ticket that cost too much, but hey I am not complaining.  ;)  On the night of the performance me and my term mate wandered to the Imperial Theatre (crowded!) and meandered to our seat.  The show followed the story line of the movie pretty closely, though it had its liberties with rearranging a few events which in the end completely helped the show and made it its own.  The Billy we saw, Alex Ko, was the senior billy (been their the longest) and to our surprise was an Iowan as well!  Represent! Not the greatest singer, but then again Billy Elliot isn't known for his singing, but his dancing was faboosh.  Literally every time there was an intense dance sequence I teared up.  Call me a pansy, cause I do.  Having listen to the soundtrack before and not loving it, Elton John's tunes came to life onstage and worked wonders with the choreography that mixed the teenie tiny ballet dancers with the big square police/miner ones.  To say I was in love with the movement on stage would have been an understatement.  Though the highlight of the night was definitely the uber small but extremely loud stage presence, Cameron Clifford, as Michael.  Billy's cross dressing friend.  He owned the staged, and his interaction with Billy in the end left everyone going "Ahhh" or if you were the girls in the balcony "AAAAAAAAAAH."  Definitely one of the strongest shows I had seen, and probably the show I had the hardest time not weeping at.  

2.  War Horse.  A 3 hour long epic about the relationship between a boy and his horse during WWI took place at the Vivian Beaumont.  With epic, EPIC puppet work I have never ever been so attached to an inanimate object, but those three person controlled horses really got me.  Actual tears were shed, but I didn't feel like a baby because almost everyone in my group cried...and the one's that didn't don't have souls.  You know who you are *glare*  The story was so engaging and the bond between human and animal was taken to the extreme when the Albert loses his horse Joey to the army and goes off to find his old friend.  It is a story that spans over 4 or 5 years and we get in deep in No Mans Land.  Heart wrenching the script was very strong and really upped the stakes to the greatest degree and one always expected the worst...and usually got it.  Though the ending to me was a surprise it still managed to make me sob.  The teamwork involved in the show was amazing, each unit working on the massive puppets breathed together making the animal come to life.  I literally forgot they were even there.  Now I hear Steven Spielberg is whipping this up into a movie.  Hope he does it justice.  Then again this did come from a book so interpretations may be different...I just hope it doesn't go beyond and ruin the relationship at the center of the story.

3.  Book of Mormon.  Now this show....this show...I don't even know where to begin.  I am still on a high from the whole experience.  Almost impossible to get into, my friend and I decided to use our time wisely and go out on the day we knew we had open to attempt to get lottery tickets.  We didn't.  Arriving  early we placed our names in the bucket and waited...and waited...but alas they only had 20 tickets and those went to other lucky winners.  Damn them.  But my friend stayed behind in the "standing room only" line which we heard about randomly from a boy who stood behind us when we tried (and failed...twice) to get rush tickets to Sister Act.  We ended up waiting over 2 hours...and waiting for a chance to obtain two of 16 tickets.  We were 11 & 12 in line!  Tickets were only 27 dollars a piece!  & the view was great!  Sure we had to stand for 2 and a half hours but talk about worth it.  For a show that has been kept under wraps, and that hasn't even opened yet, this buy far is going to win a Tony or two.  With a script that is blatantly offensive while at the same time incredibly intellectual, Trey Parker and Matt Stone have themselves a winner.  By making fun of, while validating Mormonism, the show poked fun at everything by being as raunchy and nasty as possible.  My jaw was on the ground and my stomach-which was digesting some spicy Chipotle-got a full workout because I was laughing so hard.  The music was perfect reminding me a lot of the fabulous Avenue Q (this makes sense since this also came from one of the creators of that show) every song was memorable and got stuck in your head.  From opening to close the audience was in stitches and by the end everyone was completely on board with the message.  By playing both sides and never shoving any specific viewpoint down anyones throat the show was an all out winner.  Now if they would just open and release the soundtrack...

Well that is my show update.  I need to go because the coffee shop is closing soon.  I know I know, I also cut it close.  Time for homework and sleepytime. Work in the morning and then...House of Blue Leaves in the evening.  Seeing my lovely roommates mom work some magic on the stage alongside my beloved Nurse Jackie...Edie Falco.  If I can contain my excitement I will let you know how it is.  But if all you read looks like this---> AS@#&(%Yno84932w0JFOS02048058DNOSuslsofu2jfamg10SS!  Or something along those lines...you know I liked it.  :)  

Later you hooligans.