Ten Little Chances to be Free

The Little Mermaid is offering student rush. Since when was that going on? I thought Disney was way too loaded to stoop to rush tickets--maybe ticket sales are starting to suck as much as the show reportedly does?

In any case, that means another New York trip in my future. Rush is Tuesday/Wednesday/Thursday only; Brian's on as Flounder for all the evening shows.

I'm kind of leery of the show itself. The movie was totally my first-ever obsession, at the tender age of three, and if they butcher it that'll be my childhood sitting there begging for mercy. *g* I have confidence in the cast (mostly), but what I've heard about the design and the new songs has been bad bad bad.

Obviously I have gone completely off my nut, because I've spent several successive evenings looking up information on parrot ownership. Even though I absolutely do not need a feathery bundle of terror in my life, my parents would kill me, I'll be going back to school at some point and won't have a stable living situation, and I'd have to save up for a while to afford the initial expense. Not to mention that apartment-hunting once I'm on my own will probably be hard enough without, say, a conure or an African grey in tow. But--they're so awesome. And intelligent and obnoxious and fascinating and my boss has started teasing me for getting all excited whenever we end up boarding a big bird.

And yes, I have pulled some April Fools pranks slightly less lame than rickrolling musicals.net, but they're all IRL. My mom TP'd the hallway between my room and my brother's and then laughed like a loon when we each blamed it on the other. XD But I got my revenge: I baked a completely normal spice cake and left it in the kitchen with "Happy April Fools Day!" written in icing on it. The suspense made a much better prank than anything I could actually have done to it.

I'm totally tempted to go audition for this. Looks like it'll be fun and fairly low-key, which is good because it would be my first audition for any non-school show. Now I just need to spend the next ten days agonizing needlessly over preparing 16 bars of operetta. Which shouldn't actually be too hard--yay for being in the Mikado my last semester--but I'm rusty. ;)

Went up to NY on Saturday--for the first time since January--to see Jeff in SITPWG. Which is a great show, but it didn't really grab me--honestly, I was just there for Jeff, and to hang out fangirling with mmebahorel and lady_iphigeneia. Jeff is adorable; he came out the stage door before the show to say hi and was bouncing up and down and dancing with excitement that he got to go on. ♥ Also adorable onstage, at the stage door post-show, with Nikki, and just in general. Jess and I drove up together and spent the whole four or five hours chattering about fannish things, then more over a lunch of utterly delicious hole-in-the-wall Vietnamese food, and then over dinner with Jenn, and then we went to Starbucks and geeked out for about four hours before somebody finally noticed the time. I somehow managed to lose my voice during all this chatter, and wound up singing along to the PRC in baritone register on the way home. Oooops.

Yes, Local One are being stubborn asshats, but at least it's honest asshattery for the most part. Every single statement I've seen from the League has been so shamelessly manipulative and passive-aggressive that I just have zero sympathy. Pre-emptively cancelling the next week of performances smacks of "nya nya, let's see who runs out of money first," but following it up with a statement about how it's all the fault of the greedy union bums is just tacky.

I have no doubt that both sides are responsible for the negotiations standstill, but the producers lose so many points for trying to paint themselves as the victims. Ugh.