Urinetown

OMG. I haven't had so much fun in a long time. Just pure enjoyment with laughter, smiling so hard my eyes teared up. I hadn't noticed this musical on the SFCM calendar. As luck would have it, mybart.org did list this as a noteworthy free event.

I'd never heard of this musical, Urinetown. I don't follow the Tony Awards really. To me, they're Broadway plays that I will unlikely ever see. Faraway, or costly if the show is being staged locally in SF, although I did take Murielle to see Phantom of the Opera in London. Like the SF Opera... and now that I've been in the opera house, I'm even less likely to go see an opera there... not only are the tickets expensive, the venue sucks. There is literally no legroom, even for a shorty like me. I've been to The Met in NYC. SF Opera is nothing like it. One company holiday party included Beach Blanket Babylon, which was great fun. I don't like holiday parties where you stand around and socialize with people that you're sick of seeing already.

But, a quick google and I'd decided to go. The only question was Friday or Saturday. Friday I could go after work, and save on my BART expense. But Saturday, I could take mom with me, and get her out of the house for something more fun than going out to eat.

After some questioning, which I won't go into detail on this blog, mom agreed to go... and she loved it! Phew...

It's That Time of the Year. Again.

Mom & I went to the All Souls service at Holy Cross cemetery. Each year we've gone, it's been celebrated by bishop Wang. He reminds me of the Dalai Lama. The way he looks. The way he talks. His sense of humor. Soon, it'll be time for the Christmas remembrance service. I still vividly remember the first one we attended, now approaching 3 years ago.

With each passing year, I have more "ornaments" to hang on the remembrance tree. It's not that this service gets easier, but more like an inner peace, or acceptance, that they're not coming back. And whatever help or guidance you may still need... you have to get it some other way. Maybe even figure it out yourself. Aren't we supposed to be the guides for the next generation? Fortunately, no one listens to me, so I still have time to get my act together. And that's exactly what it is. An act. I'm still clueless...