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Kringle Kult
Dec. 2nd, 2003 02:54 pm[Damn. Just about finished this post, and stupidly erased it. Take two.]
It was beautiful snow this morning, light and fluffy, perfect for skiing, useless for snowballs. I wish I had more of a snow vocabulary, to distinguish different textures more easily. It was quick to brush the car off (once I realized the implement was under one of the seats, not in the trunk), but that was the last quick part of the commute. Really, though I can't complain, since I had back routes I used to get around the absolute worst of it, so it didn't take me too much longer than usual (unlike an orker who took almost 5 hours to get here). I hope the falling temps today don't leave us with more black ice.
Last night I went to the Boston Theatre Works (world premiere) of My Life with the Kringle Kult (by John Kuntz), and the house was sold out. The show has a character named Baroness Tinsel Von Shatzdoodle (with appropriate sound effects), an animated ball of bellybutton lint, many Brussels sprouts thrown into the audience, and three pies in the face, in addition to the real story of where Peeps come from. Really, what more could you want? ( Read more... )
And because I can't resist, some more word sillinesses...
A lady of the evening who knows rock music and TV trivia: pop tart.
When Queue plays with dolls, it's a bar-b-que.
Strange how many places have rules about parasols; I wouldn't've thought it was a big enough problem to require umbrella policies...
It was beautiful snow this morning, light and fluffy, perfect for skiing, useless for snowballs. I wish I had more of a snow vocabulary, to distinguish different textures more easily. It was quick to brush the car off (once I realized the implement was under one of the seats, not in the trunk), but that was the last quick part of the commute. Really, though I can't complain, since I had back routes I used to get around the absolute worst of it, so it didn't take me too much longer than usual (unlike an orker who took almost 5 hours to get here). I hope the falling temps today don't leave us with more black ice.
Last night I went to the Boston Theatre Works (world premiere) of My Life with the Kringle Kult (by John Kuntz), and the house was sold out. The show has a character named Baroness Tinsel Von Shatzdoodle (with appropriate sound effects), an animated ball of bellybutton lint, many Brussels sprouts thrown into the audience, and three pies in the face, in addition to the real story of where Peeps come from. Really, what more could you want? ( Read more... )
And because I can't resist, some more word sillinesses...
A lady of the evening who knows rock music and TV trivia: pop tart.
When Queue plays with dolls, it's a bar-b-que.
Strange how many places have rules about parasols; I wouldn't've thought it was a big enough problem to require umbrella policies...