Priscilla v. hormonal today.

Note to self: Lock yourself in a windowless box the entire week before the red tide. Otherwise, bad things happen.

But I’m actually rather happy, because if I’m having my period now, on schedule, then I’ll probably be out in time for “Man of La Mancha”! Huzzah!

And to think that people thought I was cheating on the City Watch character selector when I said I was profoundly affected by a monthly cycle. Hah!

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Pretty! But curiously berefit of plot detail.

Actual, real, true, unfabricated, geniune conversation that Priscilla certainly did not just make up:

Mary GrandPre: Okay, Jo. I’m ready to start the cover for OOP. Give me some juicy tidbits and plot outline and character details so I can made a lovely cover with curious details that will tantalize the awaiting fans!

JK Rowling: Meh, just draw a lot of candles.

Mark GrandPre: Okey-dokey!

EDIT: Har, I love Faith.

Yay, back in NYC! Tonight we see Urinetown, huzzah.

Yesterday, we went to the Eastern State Penitentiary, were my mom worked her keen feminie wiles (not really) and got us in, alone, even though during winter it’s only open on weekends. So we had the entire prison to ourselves to photograph! It’s absolutely gorgeous. The paint is peeling off the walls and the cells are long-since abandoned. A James Fee favourite–the guard told us that he brings his classes by twice a year to photograph there. I shot ungodly amounts of film (10 rolls of 24 exp in 1h15), so I should have quite a bit to pick from when I get home. Better to shoot too much than too little, har.

And now, I’m going to lunch.

Jolly fun.

Elfwood comment of the day:

“I like all this work I’ve seen it else where and that makes me think that this is not all your work but I havent really looked into it so yeah…….”

Yay plagiarism!

Ah well. By this point, most of the stuff in my gallery is so old that I wouldn’t give a flip if Elfwood tried to delete it. It would give me an excuse to lay the smackdown on art thieves, which is always fun. But for now, a giant “meh” to the world in general will suffice. Yar.

I’m sorry, cow, I have to.

I know, I know, it’s rude

I shouldn’t work my problems out with food.

I’m sorry, pal, I’ve got to.

It’s either me or you. Fight or be beaten!

Eat or be eaten! Look what it makes me do.

::dies of cuteness:: My dad is the most adoreable person in the history of the universe. He got misty-eyed at the end of Feet of Clay. ::awwws:: I loff my daddy. And huzzah for the Good Ship C/A.

Meanwhile, I found the V/V banter at the end adoreable. Monica, I blame you.

::scowls:: Why didn’t anyone tell me that my blog layout breaks down on Macs? Hisssssss. Must fix when I get home.

Meanwhile, I’m quite pleased, because I originally thought I wouldn’t have net access when in Philly, but because I’m staying with one of my sister’s friends tonight, I get to use her computer while she’s out in a study group. Good gravy, I’m in love with this city! ::dies::

I got to meet with Becky Young, one of the photography instructors, who let me develop some of my film so that I could ensure I was getting the Fee-ish effects I desired. I absolutely love what I’ve developed so far! The fisheye lens is way too cool. Four rolls down, twelve to go. Well, sixteen rolls so far, plus whatever I shoot in the next few days. Mrs. Yoshii (my photography teacher) is going to be floored. Yay for overachievers! Hehe, the rest of my class hates me. XD

I also got to meet with Amy Calhoun, big cheese of the Digital Media Design program, who redefines coolness. She’s such a happy person — just being in her presence for two minutes is enough to make your whole day. She showed me the new animation/modeling facilities, in which dozens of cameras from four different angles plot the movement of specific points on the body, which can be translated onto a digital form, a la Gollum. I can’t wait to go to school here! Penn is a lifetime of dreams come true! ::dies of joy::

Edit: Oh! I forgot! Amy showed me a first-prize-winning short film some DMD students made about Ninjas. Too cool. They had Real Ultimate Power.

I shot at least 10 rolls of film today alone. Somebody stop me before I do damage to myself and others.

Operation: I wish I were James Fee goes well. Our next photographic assignment is to write a report on a famous photographer, then submit images in that photographer’s style. Because James Fee took so many pictures in NYC, I’m capitalizing on the opportunity. Good timing, huzzah. Anyway, today first we cruised for snaps* at the St. Patrick’s Day Parade, which started right outside our hotel. My dad snuck beyond the barricades to get better angles, then when he was questioned by the Fire Department Chief, told him that he respresented the Dallas Morning News. ::facepalm:: What’s a bit of larceny among friends? Oh well. It worked. We both got some great shots. Next, Bryant Park, where all but two of the New York pictures in my art section were taken. Later, waiting outside MoMA QNS, I also shot massive numbers of pictures of the truck yard across the street. Then, going into Fee-mode, we rode the subway (finally! I’ve been working on my dad for three days about the ease of subway trains!) to Brooklyn Bridge, where I played with our wide-angle/fisheye lens extension. Finally, we went to the docks at the southern tip of the island to try to shoot the Statue of Liberty, which unfortunately was just too far away, even with my mom’s 300mm lens. Ah well. A highly productive day!

* “Crusing for snaps” was coined upon the realization that all photographic terms imply violence. “Shooting” film, “taking” pictures… in photography class, we came up with a bunch more. “Cruising for snaps” became our friendly alternative.

Last night, I blogged about my fabulous experiences at Man of La Mancha and La Boheme, but the skanky computer ate my entry and I didn’t feel like retyping it. Suffice it to say, both shows were marvellous. MoLM, which I saw Saturday night, was remarkably innovative with sets and props, and Brian Stokes Mitchell made an utterly phenomenal Quixote. His performance was unbelieveably good. Also remarkable was Mark Jacoby, as Padre. Mary Elizabeth Mastrantonio as Aldonza, however, left quite a bit to be desired. I really disliked her envisioning of the character. But the show gave me dozens of ideas for the Jesuit production, so all was not in vain. I got my script autographed by several of the actors, who all wished me good luck in my performance. One of the Muleteers, an understudy for Quixote, actually went to Jesuit in high school. What a coincidence!

La Boheme, which I saw yesterday, was simply divine. The voices were all magnificent, and the acting was beautiful and touching. I especially loved Alfred Boe as Rudolfo and Daniel Okulitch as Schunard. I wasn’t as fond of Wei Huang’s (Mimi) acting, but her voice was so gorgeous that it didn’t matter. There was not a dry eye in the house at the end. As an added plus, it was rather cool to pick up on all the tidbits that inspired Jonathan Larson to write Rent. Awesome.

And now, the answers to your questions. In reverse order, because I’m lazy and that’s how they showed up when copy+pasted from my comments field. Continue to submit questions if you so desire.

Johanne: Have man kind actually walked on moon?

Yes. Anyone that tells you otherwise is part of the government conspiracy trying to instill doubt that we have walked on the moon.

Jia: What vegetable goes best with carrots?

Arugula (ouch — okay, close enough)

Allison: Do you think that, given time, I can become as cool as you are?

Forsake all winter coats and travel to Antarctica. Maybe then you can be truly cold. Actually, because I find I’m never really cold, it’s quite easy to be cooler than me.

Jo: Er… What is your favorite place in New York City and why? :)

Broadway, for obvious reasons. Stalking actors is always fun, as is actually seeing said musicals, as well as taking pretty pictures of blinking lights.

Alicey: Do you like cheetahs?

They never win.

Claudia: Did you go visit ‘ground zero’?

No. I don’t think I could.

Matt: When do we get to see the sexy table dancing?

April 30th and May 2nd, at 7:30 PM. At least, those who know me IRL will. All others will have to wait until I get the footage uploaded.

Joel: If a train is going 150 miles an hour and it needs to get to Toledo which is 562.45 miles away, how long will it take to reach the station?

It would be faster if he took the subway. ::glares at dad::

Brenna: Is Santa Claus real?

Yes. He killed your favourite pet tortise, Igbert.

Brenna: Are you Don Quixote, the man of la mancha? and if you are, can I be your sidekick sanchez guy or something?

Nah, I’m no one, I’m nothing, I’m only Aldonza the whore. Or actually, I’m only Aldonza, that’s all. Yay censorship. But you’re welcome to be my Sancho any day.

Renata: whaaat is your name? whaaat is your quest? whaaat is your favorite color?!

In order: Inigo Montoya, to find a word that rhymes with orange, and slightly ecru.