Sunday, September 30, 2007

While You Were on the Couch

Sometimes, not always, when I get home and empty my pockets or my purse, I throw any tickets I find in a small pile that dates back to a couple of years ago. This is what the pile consisted of when I last looked:

-Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers concert
-Inside Deep Throat
-Superman Returns
-A fancy jazz concert
-Yale vs. Colgate football game
-Ben and Jerry’s Factory Tour
-Miss Julie (a horrible play that I politely endured)
-A Yale Symphony Orchestra concert I remember nothing about
-Weezer and Foo Fighters concert (won the tickets from a radio station by being the 10th caller)
-An aquarium
-Yale vs. Colgate hockey game
-Orioles vs. Royals baseball game
-An off-Broadway showing of the Broadway production of Twelve Angry Men. Starring Norm from Cheers.
-The Dave Brubeck Quartet
-A subway ticket from somewhere
-Lulu (a “racy” play?)
-Deep Sea 3D IMAX Theater show (What! I was on vacation.)
-Yale vs. Colgate hockey game
-Front Page (Steve’s cousin was in the play, so he got us tickets)
-All’s Well That Ends Well. I swear this was the last ticket in the pile; I wasn’t going for the dramatic finish (this time).

Wednesday, September 26, 2007

Diary of a Mad Housewife

is what I am reading now. Somewhat depressing, more mature, a better written 1960’s analogue to Sex and the City, it is a small letdown that this book has already been written.

Tuesday, September 04, 2007

The Truth about Jellyfish

A perfect beach day, hot and cloudless, the water warm and smooth like a baby bottom. The kind of day when the only thing that can ruin an endless silly ball game in the water is seeing a jellyfish nearby. Then another one. And a couple more. Then starting to imagine them crawling all over your body, especially the parts covered by your bathing suit, and burning your feet pitilessly (funny thing, they never actually do any harm). So when she first joins you in the water and asks, “Are there any jellyfish today,” what is a best friend to do but look her straight in the face and lie, “No, not at all.”