Dear Diary,
I honestly love to travel. And my experiences this weekend were no exception. I have told you a little already, but may I expound upon some details?
First of all, I wish I could really express to you how much I enjoyed the show. And again, a million thanks to my Broadway friend who secured the tickets. I really wasn't sure what to expect because the movie is a personal favorite. But I have been around the stage enough to know that you can't expect the movie acted out onstage. Certain changes must be made. But to be honest, even the changes that weren't absolutely neccessary, still played out very well on the stage. The small changes in detail and the direction of different storylines were synergized with the use of classic lines from the movie. And sometimes, those quotes were used in a completely new context, with completely new delivery and meaning, and yet it made it that much more enjoyable to see it live. The costumes were unbelievable. And it utilized the classic, traditional style of production numbers that I love in a musical. I was not only impressed, I was choked up. And the other details that I want to emote about I will keep to myself, because my Broadway friend didn't spoil them and it was that much better as a surprise.
As for my visit with Radar, let me preface this by saying that he remains a great friend. But my frustration with him has grown. I think we are just not cut out for each other. And I'm not surprised by this because this is the exact same conclusion I come to every time. I feel bothered that he won't make a decision about anything. He is becoming more and more introverted. And our interests are increasingly distant. Not only that, but shouldn't a guy hold a door every now and then?
Having said that, Radar, I still love you. But let's just agree this thing is over, and move on with our friendship. What do you say? (By the way, he's completely unaware that this Diary exists).
The sermon topic at my friend's church this morning was coincidentally about being Single. I was enthused that it happened to coincide with my visit. Pretty much because as you can tell, I absolutely love being single. I actually really enjoyed it. He brought in a panel of single people to discuss their "season" in life. I especially liked the season on the far right...
I can't say I took great insight from the panelists, but it did prompt me to want to poll my own panel of singles about how they felt about their seasons. Panelists? What do you think?
Anyway, the plane trip back had little to add to my log, but before boarding I did have a very brief encounter with a young man who may have just stepped off a rap music tour. Are the kids still calling it rap these days? I have no idea. Anyway, the wardrobe was in that style. He was nice, and smiley, which I enjoy, but no real sparks. He commented that he liked my style, and then there was really nothing more to say after that.
I'm not sure what tomorrow holds except for the start to a very short work week...
I honestly love to travel. And my experiences this weekend were no exception. I have told you a little already, but may I expound upon some details?
First of all, I wish I could really express to you how much I enjoyed the show. And again, a million thanks to my Broadway friend who secured the tickets. I really wasn't sure what to expect because the movie is a personal favorite. But I have been around the stage enough to know that you can't expect the movie acted out onstage. Certain changes must be made. But to be honest, even the changes that weren't absolutely neccessary, still played out very well on the stage. The small changes in detail and the direction of different storylines were synergized with the use of classic lines from the movie. And sometimes, those quotes were used in a completely new context, with completely new delivery and meaning, and yet it made it that much more enjoyable to see it live. The costumes were unbelievable. And it utilized the classic, traditional style of production numbers that I love in a musical. I was not only impressed, I was choked up. And the other details that I want to emote about I will keep to myself, because my Broadway friend didn't spoil them and it was that much better as a surprise.
As for my visit with Radar, let me preface this by saying that he remains a great friend. But my frustration with him has grown. I think we are just not cut out for each other. And I'm not surprised by this because this is the exact same conclusion I come to every time. I feel bothered that he won't make a decision about anything. He is becoming more and more introverted. And our interests are increasingly distant. Not only that, but shouldn't a guy hold a door every now and then?
Having said that, Radar, I still love you. But let's just agree this thing is over, and move on with our friendship. What do you say? (By the way, he's completely unaware that this Diary exists).
The sermon topic at my friend's church this morning was coincidentally about being Single. I was enthused that it happened to coincide with my visit. Pretty much because as you can tell, I absolutely love being single. I actually really enjoyed it. He brought in a panel of single people to discuss their "season" in life. I especially liked the season on the far right...
I can't say I took great insight from the panelists, but it did prompt me to want to poll my own panel of singles about how they felt about their seasons. Panelists? What do you think?
Anyway, the plane trip back had little to add to my log, but before boarding I did have a very brief encounter with a young man who may have just stepped off a rap music tour. Are the kids still calling it rap these days? I have no idea. Anyway, the wardrobe was in that style. He was nice, and smiley, which I enjoy, but no real sparks. He commented that he liked my style, and then there was really nothing more to say after that.
I'm not sure what tomorrow holds except for the start to a very short work week...
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