sean's visit

it'd been awhlie since sean had come down to new york city for a visit, so we decided it was high time for him to get his ass back down here.  he was only here from friday night through sunday morning, so we crammed as much fun as we could into saturday. 

first stop was the central park zoo.  not the most fabulous or gayest place in new york, but i figured it was something different and a good distraction from our troubles.  besides, i hadn't seen the seal feedings in years and really really wanted to go.

after the zoo and a late afternoon walk, i took sean to vinyl diner on ninth avenue, though i hadn't realized the place had been remodeled and relocated a few blocks down.  not surprisingly, sean's favorite feature of the restaurant was the cher-themed restroom — one of four, each decorated in homage to a different diva.

finally, we went on down to burger king the marquis theater in times square to see the drowsy chaperone.  i didn't know anything about the show beforehand, but the word-of-mouth has been incredibly positive. 

sean and i had a great time and laughed a lot during the show.  however, upon leaving, we could only really remember one number — "show off," performed by sutton foster.  there are some hysterically clever moments sprinkled throughout, but no emotional journey or investment for the audience whatsoever.  (it's no wicked!)

still, i predict big things for this show.  like avenue q, maybe drowsy chaperone will win "best musical" over the more hyped ones from this season (i.e., jersey boys), and then we'll be able to say that we saw it way back when — for free!  (thanks, as always, to my special man.)

new yorker cover

a little late in blogging about this, i know, but the cover of the april 3rd issue of the new yorker (above) made me laugh out loud.  indeed, baseball season is upon us again, and poor poor jason giambi (number twenty-five) getting picked on again for being steroid boy.  i find it sadly amusing, for some odd reason, that they have him placed all the way in left field.  no first base for you!

the below cartoon, from the same issue, also had me in hysterics.

i harth darth

i can't believe i hadn't heard of the i harth darth livejournal site until just yesterday!  so cute!

links to my favorite strips:

enjoy!

grey's anatomy

so i've been addicted to grey's anatomy since this year's superbowl. 

actually, that's a lie — i've only been hooked since the thursday after, since i missed the original airing and watched the repeat at the urging of my friend january.  still, i think of it as "the superbowl episode" — though, i guess it's technically the post-superbowl "code black" two-parter.

(maybe not so much addicted as obsessed.)

i love love love this show!  joe and i just finished watching the first season on dvd and i ran out to buy the soundtrack album this past weekend.  i also try to read the writer's blog when i get the chance.  yes, i'm the ideal multi-media consumer.  no, that's not pathetic — i can think of no better way to fill the enormous spiritual void in my life.

anyway.

props to sandra oh for winning a golden globe for her performance as dr. christina yang.  she plays the amibitious straight-talker really well, and i admire the masterly use of her eyebrows to convey her character's various emotional states.

also, hooray for patrick dempsey's comeback!  i loved him as the schizophrenic uncle aaron on once & again back in 2002, so i'm rooting for him as love-interest dr. mcdreamy.  go, boy!

lastly, i love the way the character of meredith grey is written.  (i bow to shonda rhimes).  i mean, c'mon — haven't you ever felt so sad and miserable about your life that you break down and cry during sex?  okay, neither have i — but i believe it's possible, and i can see how it could happen.  meredith is majorly flawed and sleeps with inappropriate men — no, that's not redundant — but (so?) i really want her to be happy.

get the dvd.  watch the show.  you'll see what i mean.