Big long crazy-assed weekend. Sheesh.
Saturday I wound up in synagogue, to go to a friend of the family's son's bar mitzvah. I haven't been to shul in at least a year (probably more), but I was mildly amused that I still knew all of the prayers, and could basically do them while my brain went off on a merry romp counting bricks. The rabbi hasn't changed a bit, the congregation is still made up of mostly septuagenarians and above, I don't plan on going back anytime soon. I did have some blather I wanted to say about the rabbi's sermon, but I've forgotten.
Then afterwards I went out driving with Mum, where we did loops in one of the high school's parking lots and then I actually drove on streets. For the first time. Admittedly, it was in the orthodox Jewish neighborhood and just after noon on a Saturday, so there were no cars and no pedestrians, but it was still very exciting as I'm sure you can imagine. Mum kept getting this "my baby's all grown up!" look on her face, though she denied it.
After that I had work, which was terribly boring, so I won't bother talking about it.
Sunday I had work in the morning, and it was horrible. I'm reminded of why I never work mornings: too many people all at once, too many baristas on the floor, and the newbs and idiots tend to work mornings, so that always makes it gobs worse. It's amazing how long a seven-hour shift can feel when 3/4 of it is spent wanting to bang one's head against the wall.
Afterwards, I went out to dinner with the family and some family friends to Marrakesh
, a Moroccan restaurant on New York and 7th (N...W, I think). It's not just dinner, it's a whole performance. You're seated on padded benches around low tables, and the food is done communally: a plate in the middle of the table, and everyone eats with their fingers. They do seven courses, each brought out individually, and somewhere in the middle they dim the lights and there's a belly dancer. The decor's amazing, and even the door looks like something out of one of the Arabian Nights stories.( cut for babble about food )
Expensive, but totally worth it.
In utterly unrelated news, I saw Wall-E
with the family tonight. I won't talk about it in detail right now (though I totally will tomorrow, I suspect), but let me just say that it was one of the best movies I've even seen. Sweet and romantic and scary and so so sad. I'm not the best judge of these things, but I spent the majority of the movie in tears. I know the response has been mixed, but it's really worth a viewing.
Quick, before I jet, a meme:1. Reply to this post and I'll assign you a letter.
2. List (and upload, if you feel like it) 5 songs that start with that letter.
3. Post them to your journal with these instructions.theemdash
gave me L weeks ago, and I'm finally getting to it now.
I'm also going to totally cheat and do more than five, since my music collection is kind of ridiculous and eclectic.La Vie Boheme - Rent A
I've got a long, mildly amusing story about my relationship with Rent
, but suffice it to say that I used to hate the show but now I'm rather enamored of it and when I'm in a bad mood I tend to turn these tracks up loud and sing along, much to my mother's chagrin.Lady Diamond - Steeleye Span
I have a completely irrational love for this song, even though it's kind of nasty in the way many ballads from that period are. It actually is a Child ballad
(269, if you care), and I totally love the Steeleye Span version of it.Lament - Into the Woods
If I still acted, I would give my right arm to play the witch in Into the Woods
, if only for the opportunity to perform this song. It's on my list of songs I would really love to perform, along with "Aldonza" from Man of La Mancha
and Jacques Brel's "If We Only Have Love"
in the original French.The Last Trip Home - Battlefield Band
I have a soft spot for anti-industrial songs like this one. Weird, I know. But pretty.Late Night Radio - Tom Rush
I've definitely been up at that time of the night, though I don't tend to listen to radio. iPods killed the radio star?Life is a Highway - Rascal Flatts
Sadly, I can't say I'd heard of this song before it was cool (ie. before Cars
).Life Upon the Wicked Stage - Show Boat
So wrong, and yet so right. This is the recording from the My Favorite Broadway - the Leading Ladies
show a few years back, and we recorded it on VHS, copied the sound to cassette, then digitized it to .mp3, so please forgive the crackles. :PThe Lighthouse's Tale - Nickel Creek
For the last *mumble* years, I've been trying to write my NaNoWriMo based on this song. I've since decided I should probably turn it into a short story and the hell with it. Some day it'll get written, I swear!A Little Brains, a Little Talent - Damn Yankees
Probably the only show I've been in that I still like any of the music from. This isn't
the song that convinced my Big Gay Senior Steve that I could act (it was actually "Whatever Lola Wants"
), but I'd love to perform this one, too. Assuming I ever learn sex appeal.Luck Be a Lady - Guys and Dolls
A few of you will remember the year I dressed in drag to sing this song for a theatre class, after spending two weeks getting my guy friends to teach me how to stand like a man. Also a Capella. I torture myself, I know.
And, because I couldn't resist:Leaving on a Jet Plane - John Denver (and also by Jefferson Airplane)
Extra bonus song x2. Little known fact: I sang this song a Capella at my middle school graduation, and there were tears streaming down my face at the time. Like one person on my flist was actually there for that.
(You see what I did there? :P)