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Wednesday, December 9, 2009

Let the Sunshine In

One of my all-time favorite movies is Hair. I own the soundtrack, and have memorized the words to most of the songs. So when the Hair revival started on Broadway, I immediately wanted to go.

Last night I finally got my chance. One of my coworkers in town mentioned he wanted to see a show. I said "Hair"! He said sure, and I bought tickets. My friend had no idea what the play was about, but was familiar with a a couple of the songs. So at the end of Act 1 when the entire cast stripped completely naked, his eyes got very big. I clapped my hands in glee several times, both at the music and my friend's reaction.

What a fabulous night. The actors are all over the theatre, standing on top of chairs, teasing audience members, hugging strangers, and swinging from the balcony. They must be tremendous athletes, dancing and singing the entire show. And at the very end, during the cast encore, they invited the audience onto the stage to dance to "Let the Sunshine In". And my friend jumped up and ran up there. The only reason I didn't is because I had a big-ass purse and didn't want to look like a total doofus bringing it on stage.

After the show we decided to walk back to the hotel. Times Square was glittering under a clear winter sky, and the ball was up and lit in preparation for New Year's Eve. We walked up Fifth Avenue and admired the window displays, then on to Rockefeller Center to see the Christmas Tree. Past St Patrick's cathedral we stopped at a street vendor and got lamb gyros, cooked fresh while we stood there. Delish! Then back to the Waldorf Astoria to do a couple of hours work, and off to bed. Magical.

Last week I went to dinner with a group of coworkers to Chinatown, followed by dessert in Little Italy. It was raining, so we negotiated with a stretch limo to take us back to the hotel. There were 9 of us, so it only cost us $6.00 each. Magical.

Tomorrow I fly back to Fort Worth to attend my group's Christmas party. Sunday afternoon I'll head back to the Big Apple until Christmas Eve. Then back again until New Year's Eve. Then back again until January 15th. Then back again until...well, you get the idea. I'm gonna be here awhile. Life could be worse.