On Broadway!

I must confess even though I make fun of my husband being a giant nerd there are a few things that I nerd out over too. One such thing is Broadway musicals. I LOVE musicals...I mean LOVE LOVE LOVE them so much I want to be in one and I can't carry a tune for the life of me. I feel there is no reason to not break out in song to describe a situation occurring during the day, sigh, if only. But I digress, this blog is not about me, but it is about musicals and my husband. You see the only way I can ever get him to go to a musical with me is if the musical has dirty foul mouthed puppets ("Avenue Q") or Frankenstein.

Believe me when I say I have tried repeatedly to get him to see such fare as "Mamma Mia," "Movin' Out" and "Wicked" (just to name a few) with no success. I mean how would he not want to see "Wicked?" It has witches, animals that are professors, flying monkees, witchcraft and wizardry, a journey through a mythical land, midgets... Sorry, munchkins and death. I mean that's like live action Dungeons & Dragons right there. Following a magical witch on her journey through a old village/city where you encounter strange characters along the way (Professor Animals and munchkins) while completing tasks, i.e. capture Dorothy and her friends. How does he not see it?? More importantly how sad that my view of "Wicked" now is one big D & D game.

Anyway, tomorrow night we are going to see a production of "Young Frankenstein" at Omaha's Orpheum Theater. This was an easy sell, and I even managed to get him to agree to spring for Orchestra seats...hollar! I hope he can handle all the singing and dancing because he can barely handle it in an episode of Glee and that is only an hour. I also hope Igor and the Monster are enough of a hook to keep him interested for 2 plus hours (sshhh...don't tell him it's that long).

Side note: A few weeks ago I attended "Mamma Mia" at the Orpheum with some lovely friends. Before intermission two of us were vomited on by some kid that managed to spew over the balcony onto our Orchestra seats. Long story short, tomorrow I return to the scene of the crime. Infact, our seats for this play are row K, 25 and 26. For "Mamma Mia" they were row K, seats 18,20 and 22. I think he is excited to see were I was puked on, another musical selling point for a nerd I guess.

Clap your hands and say yeah!

I had my Friday night all planned out: gym, shoe shopping, home and finally birthday drinks with my brother in law's wife and friends. Well, the birthday outing got cancelled due to the birthday girl coming down with the sickness. I didn't make any other plans and decided just to stay home for a quiet evening.

While I laid down upstairs with my adorable pugs, Beeps and Mabel, my husband was having his monthly D & D (Dungeons and Dragons) night in our basement. It was around 10:30 p.m. or so when the incident happened. Sometimes I feel it is best not to know what goes on down there, and this is one of those times. After reviewing D & D rules once again on the Internet I found what I heard occur is NOT part of the game, which makes it even more disturbing.

All of a sudden I heard a slow clap, followed by everyone else joining in. The slow clap quickly turned into a beat, it was like there was a band down there. Then it stopped. In what seemed like less than a minute later, the beat clap returned, followed by a bunch of 'wooing' and laughter (I think my husband and his friends are woo girls, dear god save me). Finally another minute later the clap made it's last appearance.

Again, I am not sure what was going on but I can only imagine. In my mind they are sitting around the table clapping to a dance beat with one of them jumping on the table and breaking it down with moves as sweet as these. Sigh, if only......

A little ditty about Clive and Hines Ward....

Let me set the scene: Tuesday night, Darios (a local Belgian Brasserie in Dundee), half price Belgian beers (every Tuesday), and blue cheese mussels with pomme frites. The night is coming to an end when the following conversation happens:

husband: Do you know Brian Michael Bendis? He's a comic book writer, nerds love him.

me: That name sounds familiar....

husband: Well he writes a comic called "Powers" and it is becoming a show...

me: (interrupting) on FX! I knew that. I read it on CNN.

husband: Yes...so they need to cast someone big in the main role... (Christian)

me: (Again interrupting) Oh like Chris Jericho!

husband: WHAT? Where did that come from? Chris Jericho the former wrestler?

me: Well he is on the new season of Dancing with the Stars so he's fresh in my mind.

husband: (Makes a sound similar to a huff of disbelief. Quickly changes subject.) So they are remaking Escape From New York. I want Clive Owen to be 'Snake Plisken.'

me: Was that the movie with Kurt Russell?

husband: Yes, with Kurt Russell. I want Clive Owen with an eye patch, long hair and tough as nails. *makes a wicked giggle laugh*

me: Clive Owen is so good looking, but I bet he is super mean.

husband: Yeah he looks mean, but sexy mean.

me: What about Hines Ward?

husband: WHAT?!

me: Do you think he is Korean?

husband: No, he's black! And what the hell!!!

Annnnnnnnnnnnd Scene....Happy Tuesday!!!