escape from New York

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ESCAPE.

ESCAPE

i'm slightly amazed that we actually made it out of nyc for xmas--well, i am amazed I made it out of new york. up to the moment i got behind the wheel headed to pick up my passengers, i wasn't sure that it would actually happen. course if i had an awesome machine gun and some ripped up clothes and tattoos, maybe i could have made things happen. sadly i don't think 'Trina's tattoos are going to scare anyone.

on the cusp of freedom i pulled out of the Flat Iron parking garage only to notice i was headed the wrong way down a one way street. i would not have recognized this if not for the very helpful woman that i didn't come anywhere close to running over, thank you very much.

forced to begin a 9 hour drive at 8pm means you skip all rush hour traffic jams!
it also means the CrAZiEs sets in a bit earlier in the trip than usual--including devil cat.

and when the adult in the car and the cat in the car start fighting, i'm not sure who is more pathetic. at least they both got a few swats in. and it was very humorous.

The Marriage of Bette and Boo and a vortex of crazy

3 stars i think. the performances were spot on, handling the difficult Christopher Durang material on just the right side of serious. i've never before seen a professional durang play, let alone on broadway, on opening night! i admit that i found myself reviewing my durang monologues in my head, weighing my style of delivery to that of the cast on stage.

at the opening night party, which i was informed i could "go anywhere you want, just don't sit down" -seating was saved for the cynthia nixon type crowd- i actually met and talked to Mr Durang. how crazy is that? i - like so many other slightly wacky theatre girls growing up - was performing durang pieces since i was 15. the infamous 'dentity crisis was my bread and butter back at School of the Arts. In my older years, I have leaned more towards the crazy of Sam Shepard, though i keep a durang in my back pocket, not that anyone ever wants to hear durang at an audition. ha.

despite wanting to be a professional actress, i don't think the 15 yr old could have ever imagined meeting the king of crazy himself, let alone idly chatting about the way his works fit in today...