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I got a ticket to go see Eartha Kitt at Blues Alley tomorrow night! Eeeee! I really regretted not going when I saw that she came to town last year; so yay, regret begone!
I saw her live once before: when I was a teen my mom took me to see the musical Timbuktu!, a magnificent remake of Kismet with an all black cast--still my favorite musical experience ever. She played Lalume, and when she first walked on the stage and said simply, "I'm here," she brought down the house.
So Eartha Kitt has always been my ideal of what presence is all about. And Melba Moore played an absolutely adorable Marsinah. What sucks is that they apparently never made a recording of Timbuktu!, which I would dearly love--I keep searching to see if anything ever turns up--I just can't believe someone doesn't have a recording somewhere of it. It didn't get great reviews, but I thought it was terrific. And I may have been 15, but I was brought up on musicals, and my parents had taken me to see the original Hair on Broadway and Richard Kiley in The Man of La Mancha, so I knew something of what I speak.
Anyway, tomorrow night I'll get to see how being 79 Is Done. I'm gonna be prepared.
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mererid is flying out here and then we're taking me Blue Pearl down to Florida for a few days to Clearwater Beach, Sanibel Island, and Siesta Key, for the softest, silkiest sand and shell-combing bliss. We'll watch spring as it's starting in the south lands and slowly spreading up here on our way back up. We will maybe visit my koalas again and stop in Chapel Hill, because no where is spring done better than in Chapel Hill.
Because my boss is wonderful, I'm also working out taking some unpaid leave time from work to get delving-in time to work on the dissertation and see if I can get it cranked out this year. I've never been in a position to afford unpaid leave before and I have the amazing privilege to have a boss who said, "The dissertation is more important--take what time off you need." I never got that from anyone I worked for on campus, not that any of it was paying enough that I could do that. But now I'm getting a chance to reap, something many people never get. I'm a little terrified I'll fuck it up, because there's no excuse now. It is up to me.
So I'm still working things out with the business office on how much leave I can take, how to cover my benefits, and still work reduced hours because I do like being around my colleagues and don't want to lose touch. Also, I gotta keep my plants watered--everyone else, too, would miss my office garden if I let it go--I keep geraniums, hibiscus, jasmine, and calandivas blooming throught the year--they do much better than my plants at home. And I've got to get a chapter and part of a second ready to workshop on the 10th of next month. January or bust on this doctorate thing--I'm on the move.
I'm still dealing with some coming out weirdness with a colleague that I told some of you about, but I think it's going to be OK. I'm not closeted at work, but not everyone has caught on and this one was caught by surprise because I know she wasn't picking up on things. But we were getting to be friends; she was telling me about what life was like being followed around by KGB in Uzbekistan when her husband, who also works with us, was already over here, and questions about my relationships came up, so yeah. She seemed much more normal last we talked, so I think she's adjusting.
Socially, I went out to dinner last weekend with a friend I hadn't seen in a while that I met during my Xena fandom days and catching up was good and we're going to try to keep more in touch now. The woman I went on the date with a couple weeks ago doesn't seem to be interested in me date-wise, and hasn't recipircated any invitations to me, but we've been keeping in touch by email, so we're slowly developing a friendship.
But the rest of this weekend until the concert, there's still so much cleaning to do. I've been living in this little efficiency for a decade now and there's crap piled on crap and I can never get it in order in here, but I've got to cull stuff so I can find the books and notes that I can't get to right now./-: Oy. Next year, after I finish the dissertation I'll finally get to move to an apartment and hopefully be able to actually have room to put things away, have an aesthetic touch to my home again, feel like I'm giving my kitties a good amount of room to roam in--they are such amazingly good cats, and be a decent host again.
And I don't say it often enough, but I couldn't do it without my flist. I'm no rugged individual, but my life has improved so much the last few years, and the friends I've made here and the old friends I can keep up with now on LJ have been a huge part of that. I still need to get in the habit of updating more often. Thanks for being here, all of you, my dear flist. <3
I saw her live once before: when I was a teen my mom took me to see the musical Timbuktu!, a magnificent remake of Kismet with an all black cast--still my favorite musical experience ever. She played Lalume, and when she first walked on the stage and said simply, "I'm here," she brought down the house.
So Eartha Kitt has always been my ideal of what presence is all about. And Melba Moore played an absolutely adorable Marsinah. What sucks is that they apparently never made a recording of Timbuktu!, which I would dearly love--I keep searching to see if anything ever turns up--I just can't believe someone doesn't have a recording somewhere of it. It didn't get great reviews, but I thought it was terrific. And I may have been 15, but I was brought up on musicals, and my parents had taken me to see the original Hair on Broadway and Richard Kiley in The Man of La Mancha, so I knew something of what I speak.
Anyway, tomorrow night I'll get to see how being 79 Is Done. I'm gonna be prepared.
Next Friday, my dear friend
mererid is flying out here and then we're taking me Blue Pearl down to Florida for a few days to Clearwater Beach, Sanibel Island, and Siesta Key, for the softest, silkiest sand and shell-combing bliss. We'll watch spring as it's starting in the south lands and slowly spreading up here on our way back up. We will maybe visit my koalas again and stop in Chapel Hill, because no where is spring done better than in Chapel Hill.Because my boss is wonderful, I'm also working out taking some unpaid leave time from work to get delving-in time to work on the dissertation and see if I can get it cranked out this year. I've never been in a position to afford unpaid leave before and I have the amazing privilege to have a boss who said, "The dissertation is more important--take what time off you need." I never got that from anyone I worked for on campus, not that any of it was paying enough that I could do that. But now I'm getting a chance to reap, something many people never get. I'm a little terrified I'll fuck it up, because there's no excuse now. It is up to me.
So I'm still working things out with the business office on how much leave I can take, how to cover my benefits, and still work reduced hours because I do like being around my colleagues and don't want to lose touch. Also, I gotta keep my plants watered--everyone else, too, would miss my office garden if I let it go--I keep geraniums, hibiscus, jasmine, and calandivas blooming throught the year--they do much better than my plants at home. And I've got to get a chapter and part of a second ready to workshop on the 10th of next month. January or bust on this doctorate thing--I'm on the move.
I'm still dealing with some coming out weirdness with a colleague that I told some of you about, but I think it's going to be OK. I'm not closeted at work, but not everyone has caught on and this one was caught by surprise because I know she wasn't picking up on things. But we were getting to be friends; she was telling me about what life was like being followed around by KGB in Uzbekistan when her husband, who also works with us, was already over here, and questions about my relationships came up, so yeah. She seemed much more normal last we talked, so I think she's adjusting.
Socially, I went out to dinner last weekend with a friend I hadn't seen in a while that I met during my Xena fandom days and catching up was good and we're going to try to keep more in touch now. The woman I went on the date with a couple weeks ago doesn't seem to be interested in me date-wise, and hasn't recipircated any invitations to me, but we've been keeping in touch by email, so we're slowly developing a friendship.
But the rest of this weekend until the concert, there's still so much cleaning to do. I've been living in this little efficiency for a decade now and there's crap piled on crap and I can never get it in order in here, but I've got to cull stuff so I can find the books and notes that I can't get to right now./-: Oy. Next year, after I finish the dissertation I'll finally get to move to an apartment and hopefully be able to actually have room to put things away, have an aesthetic touch to my home again, feel like I'm giving my kitties a good amount of room to roam in--they are such amazingly good cats, and be a decent host again.
And I don't say it often enough, but I couldn't do it without my flist. I'm no rugged individual, but my life has improved so much the last few years, and the friends I've made here and the old friends I can keep up with now on LJ have been a huge part of that. I still need to get in the habit of updating more often. Thanks for being here, all of you, my dear flist. <3
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Ehehehe---yes, MESPT was a rough environment at times, but we bonded through our flame wars, and the funny, didn't we?(-; MESPT was my introduction to LJ and the world of blogging--what a place to start! But I needed the play so badly--it really helped pull me out of the hole I was in. And it helped get me loving writing again, and I'm keeping up with Bingie still.
I love seeing your passion for your music. I haven't been keeping up with everything you're going through, but I check in. You put up a pic of you in a blue-purple concert gown the other day--you really looked gorgeous, dahling!
It's good to hear form you. (-:
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Thanks so much! It's good to hear from you too, I always enjoy when you update.
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Well, that's the stuff that true friendships are made from, right? There's nothing like sexualized monsters and Elven trauma to bond people together for life!
:-D
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Bingo responded to Fro's comment the other day, in case you didn't get an email notice. Just sayin'. No pressure. (-;
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Yay--I get to use gay-sailor-kitty icon for you!
I came out when I was 23. I came out first to myself then by falling in love with a woman who identified as lesbian who I was becoming close friends with. I had had crushes on girls before but didn't realize that's what they were. I had gone out and been in love with guys too before then, but I was a little confused as to what was a sexual feeling because I seemed to feel similar things for women and that was just friendship, right? So those feelings couldn't really be sexual feelings . . . so yeah, it all became a little clearer after that. I came out to my parents a couple months later, which wasn't great, but wasn't terrible, and got really involved in gay politics on campus which was a very good way to deal with coming out for me. I actually came out as lesbian then, and then a few years later came out again (oh joy for the replay) as bi.
It will be! Awww!
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If I didn't have to work MOnday, I'd so be there. Blues Alley is expensive though. They make you buy something in addition to your admission. (I went to G.U., fyi)
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Awww, I wish you could come! What's a little lost sleep when you can see Eartha Kitt! *does the kitty brushing around your ankles thing*
And yes, it's ridiculously expensive which is why I didn't let myself buy a ticket last year--I've never spent that much on a concert--I don't tend to go to expensive ones preferring smaller venues that aren't that expensive, but I can afford it for once, and you know--she's 79--I don't know how much time is left to see her. I've never been to Blues Alley before--any seat or side of the room recommendations?
Did you like GU? I'm finishing up at UMCP.
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You have a point. Hmm. How late will it run?
I liked G.U. in general. Undergrad was like high school the sequel with more time management and more flexibility, but I suspect any undergrad institution would have given me that impression. :)
From what I recall from seeing Debbie Harry and the Jazz Passengers several years ago...it was small enough that you could see the stage from anywhere. It's rather intimate, and there are tables. I felt compelled to dress up when I went, fyi.
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I think the show is one and a half hours, since the 8pm one is over by 9:45, 2 hours, at most. So 10 pm to 11:30 or midnight at latest.
They've been sold out a while online but by phone when I called on Friday there where still some tickets left for the 10pm show for tonight--I don't know if there still are. Thie number is: 202/337-4141.
I actually didn't think there would be any tickets before I called and was planning to venture down Saturday night and see if anyone had a no show they were selling a ticket for, but was surprised they had some tickets for the late sunday show, so I got one.
If you get one or would like to venture down there and do dinner before, let me know--I'm going to get down there and parked by 8, 8:30. My phone is three zero one, four seven four, six zero one two, and if it's busy I'm probably online and reachable here or by email at cdbreak dot com.
Hmm, do they dressed to the nines there? I think I'll get semi dressed up--too cold tonight for skirts.
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When I saw Debbie Harry, I dressed in a dress but I was freezing. Hehe. So I know what you mean.
As long as what you wear is nice, I'm sure it's ok. Let's have dinner beforehand though. Gimme a call!
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And have fun at Eartha! And in the sunny south!
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I had fun last night--damn, she still has it! And I plan to, ty!(-:
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Also, yay for Eartha Kitt, who will always be one of the sexiest women in the world becasue of that presence and that voice. Melt.
And yay for upcoming travels. Enjoy.
And a final yay for finding you again after, well, you remember when and where. I'm glad you're on my flist.
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Goddess, yes! And the lines age has made on her amazing face give it so much more beauty and presence. And going into her eighth decade, her legs look pretty untouched by poor old Time.
Ty! Reports will follow.(-:
I'm really glad I found you again. And you've been posting a bit the last couple days that i haven't gotten to yet, so I need to go catch up and read.
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What is your dissertation about (don't have to give it all away, just a general subject - *G*)?
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MC wrote stories and plays about women cross dressing and exploring the world, or leading armies, or starting schools. She was also vrey interested in science, wrote a number of treatises on natural philosophy. She was the first woman to visist the Royal Acedemy of Science. You might like her. (-:
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We may try to catch up with the koalas on the way back. (-: One of these days I will figure out how to use the photo albums on LJ and show you some pics of them.
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