Sweet! Chinatown and the Mall are really, really close! And the weather is actually going to be gorgeous for most of the day, contrary to what today’s weather looks like. Win! I’m bringing my camera. :D
Tonight, I’m taking a bus to D.C. for a spontaneous day trip! As tomorrow’s weather looks ominous, I’m planning to take the MUSEUMS! route rather than the MONUMENTS! route. Fred has been gathering recommendations here. So far, the International Spy Museum is sounding the most appealing, but I am also drawn to the Mall’s sheer concentration of awesome museums. I’ll have to research more this afternoon.
To catch up on my blogging: Friday night, I went on a date that included food and an Improv Everywhere event. Alex and I were both excited about it, but the event ended up crashing and burning. The idea was cool, but it was raining, and the IE folks had difficulty coordinating everything, and we ended up standing out in the rain and wind with an inadequate umbrella on the middle of the Brooklyn Bridge for an hour and a half. My light jacket wasn’t really up for the chore. And the umbrella broke from the wind ten minutes before we left, so we got soaked. When I got home and saw myself in the mirror, my skin was bloodless white. I looked like a consumptive waif. I had to sit in a hot bath for twenty minutes before I felt like a human again.
Yet shockingly, I had a great time. The dinner beforehand was excellent (Thai!), and conversation was fun. We’re never short of fodder for discussion, and he’s just the right amount of geeky that I feel neither like a hopeless dork nor somehow inadequate in my geekishness. And Saturday, Alex is going to cook dinner for me, so I call this major win. :D
Linkspam:
Obama Adopted into Crow Nation. I. Love. This. Man. Can he be my president RIGHT NOW?
Steven Moffat to be Doctor Who Lead Writer and Executive Producer! YEEE!
Two new videos from Potter Puppet Pals!
Cover for Pterry’s upcoming Nation!
Awesome photo series of Children’s Drawings Brought to Life
Ben Stein: Science Kills. Good thing religion has never killed anyone, am I right?
Pretty sweet: Animatic version of the first issue of Joss’ “Astonishing X-Men.”
Excellent article: Your Friends Are Not Watching the Same Show You Are (And That’s Okay).
And a new FotC music video.
Neil Gaiman, like Kat, is awesome.
I know that David Tennant’s Hamlet isn’t till July. And lots of people are going to be doing Dr Who in Hamlet jokes, so this is just me getting it out of the way early, to avoid the rush…
“To be, or not to be, that is the question. Weeelll…. More of A question really. Not THE question. Because, well, I mean, there are billions and billions of questions out there, and well, when I say billions, I mean, when you add in the answers, not just the questions, weeelll, you’re looking at numbers that are positively astronomical and… for that matter the other question is what you lot are doing on this planet in the first place, and er, did anyone try just pushing this little red button?”
There. Thanks. Sorry about that.
I heard David Tennant’s voice in my head. Can Neil write an episode, please? Pretty please? DEAR GOD please?
OH MY EEEEEEEEE.
Kat wins at life. Kat wins the internet. Kat wins fanfiction and friendship and brownie challenges all at once! Kat secretly wrote me Molly/Carlos and has been conning me for the entire two month duration of the ficathon! She even wrote a second fic for me to beta to con me, because I said I’d be her beta! KAT WINS EVERYTHING.
In case the squee fails to translate to English, here’s The Chronology of Kat’s Awesomeness:
So in conclusion: EEEEEEE.
Today is clearly Recognize Priscilla’s Awesomeness Day!
First: OMG, GUYS! I’m on IMDB! I just modeled a few little things for the movie in my internship last summer. I had no idea I would be credited! Man, I am so much more excited about this than I should be. XD
Second: Thematic Consultant Love in the second issue of the Dresden Files comic book! Get the full 5-page preview for the issue here.
Linkspam time!
Your Daily EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!: California Court Affirms Right to Gay Marriage
Your Daily Joss Whedon Is My Master Now: Dollhouse trailer!
Your Daily Win:
13 Year Old Steals Dad’s Credit Card to Buy Hookers (read this article. It will make you love America.)
Your Daily Crackpot: Oprah/Obama/Wright = Trinity of Hell. (This is HILARIOUS. Listen!)
Holy cow! Get ready for the most amazingly mindblowing feat of subconscious Scrabble you’ve ever seen!
Look on the right side of the board. By playing the vertical word “DOM,” I spelled out three new words horizontally: “ID,” “DO,” and “HIM.” Or “Dom: I’d do him.”
Dominic Monaghan? I haven’t thought of him in a while, but yeah… I guess I would.
It’s Scrabble-fate.
WOOHOO! McSPACED IS DEAD!
In other news, I have some amazingly awesome friends. I love you guys!
I will claw out my uterus with my bare hands. My standard “Aleve and chocolate” drug cocktail offers me no relief, even when said chocolate is in the form of the best chocolate milkshake I’ve encountered so far in the city. I hate you, X-chromosomes.
So! Flight of the Conchords!
(For my parents and for any fools people who haven’t seen them yet, watch the following: The Humans Are Dead (Live), Business Time (Live), Bret, You’ve Got It Going On, The Sello Tape of Love, and Albi the Racist Dragon to get a feeling of who these guys are. Then rent/buy Season One of the TV show and laugh until you cry.)
My seat was pretty good, especially considering that tickets sold out in like twelve minutes and I logged on five minutes after they went on sale. I was smack-dab in the center, about three-quarters of the way back on the balcony. Nice! Or at least, it was nice until Hagrid’s big brother sat down in front of me. I was practically sitting in the lap of the person next to me, to see around him.
The show was fabulous! They played all of my favourite songs, with the exception of “Bret You Got It Goin’ On,” plus several hilarious new ones. I feel like there were three, but I can only remember two: one featuring a chorus of Jemaine’s ex-girlfriends, complaining about what an awful boyfriend he is to some girl he’s just met, and the other an uproariously funny list of “freaky” kinks.
The only downside was the sheer number of jerks in the crowd. People were really, really obnoxious about shouting out song requests, especially this one girl in the front of the balcony, who kept shouting things at the guys for the sake of getting attention. After Jemaine politely shushed her the fifth or sixth time, she contented herself with merely standing up periodically and dancing to the music–I think she was drunk, actually. I’m surprised she wasn’t muscled out by the security folks twenty minutes into the show.
As for the after-show… I think my parents named the wrong daughter “Melissa,” because I really felt I should be answering to “Mel.” :D I did the “wait outside the stage door for an hour” thing, befriending three other Conchord fans in the process. I noticed early on that–much to my chagrin–I accidentally left my camera battery in the charger, so I used the dinky camera in my iPhone (hence the shakiness of the photo of Bret) and relied on one of my new friends, who had brought a camera. Hopefully, she’ll send me the photos in the next few days!
When the boys finally came out, they were obviously exhausted, but they still stayed outside long enough to ensure that they’d signed stuff for or taken pictures with everyone that wanted it. And there were like 40 people! Pure class.
Altogether, not a bad way to spend a Wednesday evening. :D