Concentration

I was listening to this (notice that this is the London cast and not the Broadway cast.) I just purchased it today because of a need to have every recording of my favorite shows. In this recording, there is the following line:

You taught me about concentration. At first I thought that meant just being still, but I was to understand it meant much more. You meant to tell me to be where I was - not some place in the past or future. I worried too much about tomorrow.

I like when suddenly, out of nowhere, you receive a message that you need to hear.

I am Crazy About...

My dearest lady-mother-to-be had an idea for my blog: Food. I talk about it endlessly, as well as making it and eating it. I have a restaurant recommendation, but I am not going to do that tonight. It will take too long. Tonight is another music-ish blog.

Today was a little bit of a sad day here in NY. When the day was said and done, it was two beautiful comments of hope that lifted my spirits. And because of that I want to pass a long some happy music. When do I do that?

I AM CRAZY ABOUT THE NOISETTES. Watch this and see why:

DON'T GIVE UP

For Now

As I grow older, and time goes by faster, I feel that it is easy to remember the message of the close of AVENUE Q:

Don't stress,
Relax,
Let life roll off your backs
Except for death and paying taxes,
Everything in life is only for now!
Each time you smile
It'll only last a while.
Life may be scary
But it's only temporary

There's just something comforting in that.

Unexpected Smiles

Today I was taking a walk around Astoria and listening to some music. Sometimes when I looooove a song, I tend to stroll, and avoid getting where I am going until said song is completed. So that was happening, and at a crosswalk I let a woman in an SUV make a right turn ahead of my crossing. She beeped. Being used to hearing that sound in a negative tone, my first thought was "Oh you be-otch!" However, she extended her right hand and gave me a thumbs up. I walked all the way home with a big stupid grin.

Some days it's all about the little things...

A Boy and His Soul

Sometimes I work too much. Way too much. So much I get grumpy.

And then I can go into the theatre, watch something I helped make, and feel so proud.

And sometimes, other people like it too.

It's such a great feeling.

Die, Vampire Die!

That may have been copyright infringement. I hope that is not true!

A couple of years ago, I was blessed to work in a place that presented this show.

In the song this entry is titled for, I was taught to stop listening to the demons in my head that make me think things that I do aren't good enough.

Today it was printing up pictures. Stupid, because they are pictures that I am hanging up in my apartment. In my head, I heard "Why would you hang up that picture?"

Then Susan Blackwell swooped in and staked the vampire. It was awesome. Thanks Susan!

Content

Its so nice to sit at home. It's quiet. No Big T screaming at the 14 year-old. No threats of death to my 80 year-old landlord/extra grandmother for moving some shoes. You know moving shoes is punishable by death in some circles.

Tonight was unexpectedly pleasant. Rehearsal went so much better than I thought it would. People that are fundamentally different came together to get the job done. There was something so refreshing about it. Now if only the country can do that.