Just turn to your bosom buddy...

I was sad to see that Bea Arthur passed away; I didn't even realize she was sick! Of course, she was 86, so it's not like she was a spring chicken. Still, it's quite sad. And while a lot of people will gush over her turn on The Golden Girls, I'd like to give a nod to her stage work. I had the Mame cast recording on record (well, my parents did...), and she was made of awesome. Behold:



(Even with bonus Brian Stokes Mitchell at the very beginning!)

Just the way I am

I was flipping around tonight and found the last half hour of Bridget Jones's Diary. Man, I love that movie. But now all I want to do is watch Colin Firth movies.

...That is all.

Holiday celebrations, Barb-style

I was out the door this morning and heading to my car when I realized that I didn't have my Jesus Christ Superstar CD with me. I paused for a moment, wondering whether I should go back inside to get it...and totally did. Easter is one of the holidays I use musical theater to celebrate--the other is Independence Day. I always listen to Superstar when I drive up to Baltimore to spend the day with my family, and I try to watch 1776 every July 4. I mean, it's fun to think of history as musical theater, right? (If you want further thoughts on the 2000 production of Superstar, you can check out some entries from April 2001.)

In that spirit, here are a couple of my favorite parts of those productions. (My favorite part of 1776 is actually right after the independence vote passes, when Adams just says, "It is done." But I couldn't find that online.)

Chasing Lauren Weisberger

I just finished Everyone Worth Knowing and Chasing Harry Winston, both by Lauren Weisberger, who also wrote The Devil Wears Prada (which I read ages ago). I didn't really pay attention to which was written first, but wound up unwittingly reading them in chronologic order.

In DWP (and The Nanny Diaries), I got annoyed with the lead character for putting up with a lot of crap at work and just whining--not doing anything about it. There's still a bit of that in EWK, but it's not nearly as bad as it could be. The lead character in EWK, Bette, winds up at a PR firm, where her job involves a lot of partying. And while some of the people she works with are a bit much, it's nothing like DWP. Plus, she seems to enjoy (at least, certain aspects of) her job, and is good at it.

One thing I really appreciated is that a lot of the times, Weisberger didn't go for the easy wacky situation. Bette would be given an assignment when she clearly didn't feel prepared...and then the book skips ahead a bit. That assignment? Went fine. Not a big deal. Almost like real life. Huh! A lot of the story felt fairly organic.

Which was totally not the case in CHW, which is about three best friends (Adriana, Emmy, and Leigh) as they approach 30. And, as a 30-year-old, I just could not relate to these people at all. It was hard to see how these three women were even friends, and if Adriana had any likable qualities, I don't know what they were. I mean, pretty much any time Emmy or Leigh had good news, Adriana got annoyed and had to get the spotlight back on herself. It would probably help the story if we got actual scenes of Leigh and her love interest, too, so maybe that we'd see it was love, not lust. And I'm not sure about Emmy's story, the moral of which I think is that to loosen up and find love, she had to have sex with a bunch of random men.

I also got thrown off by some of the references. For EWK, it really has to be placed at a certain time--Bette works in PR, she needs celebrities at parties, so there's a definite time for that book. But in CHW, one of the characters rides in a limo past Bear Stearns and makes some comment about it, and I was like, "Wow." I also wasn't thrilled with a bit where one of the characters praises Something Borrowed and Something Blue (which I've mentioned a bit before). Now, I have no idea whether Weisberger knows Emily Giffin, but it still bothered me a bit. Solidarity and all that is fine, I just felt like she maybe laid it on a bit thick.

Anyway, I recommend Everyone Worth Knowing, but suggest skipping Chasing Harry Winston...though they're both pretty quick and easy reads. CHW isn't the worst book ever written--which some of the Amazon reviews would have you think--but there are definitely better ways to spend your time.

Craigslist: Not just for residents!

There was a really good story in the Post on Sunday about the actors who are in the touring companies of shows. It's a life I cannot even imagine--constantly being in new places, having empty days. It's nice to hear that DC is a good town to play, but I never even thought about some of the intricacies. I mean, they rent apartments! I guess I just imagined they'd stay in hotels? I bet they do in some places; a lot of cities, shows are only there for a week. But maybe even there, the company (and crew) rents an apartment. Or stay at, say, a Residence Inn. I didn't really think about it, but I guess I thought that someone with the show coordinated where everyone stayed. It's weird to think about per diems and stuff with shows. Worlds colliding, I guess.

I do remember seeing the blog of a cast member of...Avenue Q? Putnam County Spelling Bee? (I saw the two of these within weeks of each other a couple years back.) The show was in town during Halloween, and some cast members went into Georgetown for the night. It was another interesting glimpse into that life. It's probably not what people think of when they imagine being an actor...and though it does sound cool, for me, it would get real old real quick.

Shut it, Barry

There are any number of comic strips I read that frustrate me. One the many is Curtis, and the thing that frustrates me every time it's featured is when Curtis's little brother, Barry, gets Curtis in trouble for something he didn't do. And this happens a lot. So I was happy to see this strip from yesterday: This is possibly the first time that the mother actually believed Curtis and scolded Barry. Seriously, Barry just pisses me off. It's probably because I'm a younger sibling, and know that a lot of older siblings feel like the younger sibling always got away with everything growing up--which totally wasn't the case with me and my sister. In any case, I wouldn't mind Curtis getting away from his mom and whaling on Barry with that tennis racket.

Just don't get me started on the stupid little invisible lizard thing that shows up and wreaks havoc. WTF is Ray Billingsley on?

Stay where we can keep an eye on him

A few years ago, I read Helter Skelter, about the Manson murders. It totally freaked me out. I was freaked by a combination two things. One was the "creepy crawling." See, members of the family would practice breaking into houses and would just crawl around and then leave. I found this way more upsetting than the murders, which were, admittedly, very upsetting. I guess it's just the sense of violation, even though the people never knew.



The other thing that freaked me out were the pictures of Manson. His eyes are just insanely scary. They remind me of this picture of Rasputin that was in a book I read for my Russian history class. So I was happy when the California prison he's being held in released a recent picture of him. He lost the scary. Which is not to say that I want him released when his parole is up in 2012. It's just good to see that he's now just an old man.

Oh, and I definitely recommend reading Helter Skelter. Freaky, but really good!