Monday, January 19, 2009

I did it.

I did it. When I made the decision to do it, I was just fine with it. But then, about an hour later, I started questioning whether or not it was the right choice.

I walked out of a show. A friend of mine was in it. He was great, lovely...I had never had a chance to see him perform.

But.

I did not like the play. I was bored out of my mind. I just didn't want to sit there any more. If it had been on TV, I would have changed the channel. And I'm sure there were people who loved the play, great. And it looks like it is selling well, great. I just couldn't. Sit. There. Any. More.

But, it's always the great dilemma, right? I want to support theatre. I want to support my friends. But sometimes...

I don't think it makes me any less of a supporter of theatre...we shouldn't be blind supporters, right?

I used to live in Minneapolis and there was this independent coffee house I went to...it was close, it was independent, and I felt good. Until, I began to realize...I didn't really like the place...to much smoke, slightly over priced, and the greatest sin: the coffee wasn't all that good.

I don't like walking out. When I sit in a theatre, when I pay my money, I want the show to be great, good, whatever. I want to be in love with theatre. And it kills me when I just...when I just can't sit there anymore.

Thursday, January 1, 2009

My Wife's Documentary Of Our New Year's Eve...


New Year Eve, Times Square, 2008-2009 from Deepti Gupta on Vimeo.

New Years Eve--Times Square...we survived...

So. I'm working at the Dramatists Guild of America, and the office overlooks Times Square, and so, Deepti and I were able to watch the New Year come in from the office.

On our way...



Deepti was video taping everything, so, I am photographing her videotaping...in the elevator...



Our view out the window, towards North...



And across the street...



And of the ball...



Which changes color....



See.



For all the 12 year old girls out there...The Jonas Brothers and Ryan Seacrest....



And at the one hour mark...we celebrate New Years in Nova Scotia...



Yep. Seriously.



And for the Baby Boomers...Dick Clark...



A cop doing his job...hanging out...



Deepti keeping it real...



At the 30 minute mark...already sending in the clean up crew...



And finally...













And then we wait a little bit for it to clear out...



And that was the night...back down into the subway, a taco from the taco wagon, and then a freezing walk back home.

Happy 2009, and let's hope it's a better one than 2008...