Oh, lovely lovely Saturday!
I am typing this in the dark as there is SOMEONE snoring rather loudly in my bed right now, and I would not want to disturb him. I just got home from a simply divine night out with the Shiv, and felt I had to trancribe events while still fresh in the brain. Please excuse any dark-induced typos, which shall surely be remedied soon anyway, as I am a typo-exorcising freak.
Into The Woods. Not divine, not divoon. This easily enters the realm of divoonimus. One of my favorite ever shows to begin with, and a lovely restaging and retooling on top of that, and I am good to go. Vanessa Williams as the Witch left a little something to be desired in Act I, but redeemed herself in Act II, particularly during "Last Midnight." Mmph. So good!
And then dinner at Carmine's, where Roos' mom created the night's signature quote: Friends don't let friends drink White Zinfandel. Plus mind-numbing pesto amd frozen Cosmos. How can one go wrong?
A few stops at neighborhood hangouts later, The Shiv and I find ourselves talking to a friend of mine who happens to work at Island Records. "Give him my demo CD!" she cries while he is away. I hold the CD, and not wanting to seem totally obvious, I fawn over the CD and show it to IslandRecordsBoy, saying, "Oh look! I haven't seen Shiv's new CD with these flashy labels and such! How cool!" (I already have a copy of my own with flashly labels.) So he expresses interest, I press the CD upon him, and a record guy has her demo.
Color me pleased with my impromptu deception.