lavendertook

Hi! I'm back from NYC where we went to see the TTT symphony, Fellowship! Musical parody of FotR, and a book signing with Doug Adams and Howard Shore. The musical was hilarious and my favorite of the events. The symphony was terrific and spot on and we had the perfect seats, but I had a creepy, annoying guy sitting next to me that ruined much of it for me, so it wasn't a great symphony/film experience for me this time. The signing was really nice, and Howard Shore talked about Frodo and Sam like he shipped them.

( Just a little more . . . )

So it was Friday night in Radio City Music Hall before the the FotR symphony began, and these were excited hobbits. They may not look it, but I can assure you, they were. The hobbit wranglers, belleferret, frodosweetstuff, and I all got our tickets separately but still wound up in the same row a few seats apart from each other, and we managed to rearrange and sit together without any fuss (would YOU want to sit between a couple of hobbit wranglers?), so, luckily, the Frodo's and Bingo didn't have to do a reenactment of Heartbreakingly-Crushed-in-Dimril-Dale to persuade anyone to move.
( Bring forth the report, Frodo . . .  )

Last weekend I had the great fortune to join up with some of my hobbit posse in Manhattan to see the FotR symphony, a Tolkien manuscript exhibit, a talk with Howard Shore and some other Tolkien experts, and Billy Boyd's band Beecake. I'm still recovering from a sore throat, congestion, and tiredness, but it was totally worth it, as it was a wonderful time.

I drove up to lbilover's Thursday evening, where I met up with her wonderful self again, and met for the first time the delightful frodosweetstuff and belleferret. They had just gotten back from a Woodjin tour of the Pine Barrens. Having gotten lost in the Pine Barrens when I was a lil kidling, I was with them in spirit on that. Lbilover drove us into the city--bless her--to the Holiday Inn Midtown where we stayed for 2 nights with 8 hobbit dolls. It was quite comfortable, in a good location, and there was enough room for the hobbit dolls to skate back and forth on ice cubes without getting in our way.
( It's dangerous business walking out your front door . . . )