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A Day in the Death of Joe Egg really kicked ass Friday evening.
Initially we thought we were going to be late... Cherie had said the show started at 7pm, and due to having gotten a last minute call to go pick up the car from the dealership after being fixed this week and dropping off the rental car with an hour before the train left things got kind of frantic. The call to pick the car up came just as I'd gotten out of the shower and had washed my hair... no time to even brush it we raced off to try and do it (otherwise we were looking at clocking another 3 calendar days on the rental car, which is much more money than we care to spend). We did the whole musical chairs with cars thing but of course it always takes longer than you think it will, so we missed the train... I managed to get 30 seconds to pull a brush through my hair so I wouldn't completely look like some wild thing when we went to the city. Drove to White Plains in an effort to catch another train (they get double the amount of trains we do) and saw that train pull out of the station as we came out of the parking garage. Waited for the next one, which would put us at Grand Central at 7.21pm. We were not amused.
Once in the train we got the call that Cherie had been mistaken about the time of the show, and it started at 8. So we all breathed a hefty sigh of relief and made our way to the theatre with time to spare, rather than having missed part of the show.
The show was great, I really enjoyed it. Some of Eddie's own humour shone through in the piece, with little bits and pieces that you'd recognise from his stand-up routines. It was funnier than I was expecting, considering that it is a play about parents with a "wegetable" as a child, though the ending was a bit of a surprise and very poignant.
Basically it's about two parents who have a spastic child, now 10 years of age. Josephine, affectionately called Joe Egg by her parents. They ascribe her personalities and have conversations with her by having the other parent voice the part of Joe. Bri (Eddie) copes mostly with jokes and humour, some of it quite inappropriate. Sheila copes mainly by having hope that there are small improvements. The care of Joe takes a strain on their marriage, as becomes evident when they flashback to when they got Joe and when the doctors diagnosed something wrong, and also as becomes apparant when the play switches back to it's "current day" in-the-moment format.
If you're in the NYC area, go see it! It's only running until June 1st I believe, and it really is worth seeing.
Tonight we saw the second Matrix movie. But I think I can leave descriptions of that until I wake up in the morning.
Kit, Cherie, any time preference for Sunday's corset session? or do you want to schedule another day? It'll be late afternoon at any rate, as I don't think I'll be up very early at all.
Initially we thought we were going to be late... Cherie had said the show started at 7pm, and due to having gotten a last minute call to go pick up the car from the dealership after being fixed this week and dropping off the rental car with an hour before the train left things got kind of frantic. The call to pick the car up came just as I'd gotten out of the shower and had washed my hair... no time to even brush it we raced off to try and do it (otherwise we were looking at clocking another 3 calendar days on the rental car, which is much more money than we care to spend). We did the whole musical chairs with cars thing but of course it always takes longer than you think it will, so we missed the train... I managed to get 30 seconds to pull a brush through my hair so I wouldn't completely look like some wild thing when we went to the city. Drove to White Plains in an effort to catch another train (they get double the amount of trains we do) and saw that train pull out of the station as we came out of the parking garage. Waited for the next one, which would put us at Grand Central at 7.21pm. We were not amused.
Once in the train we got the call that Cherie had been mistaken about the time of the show, and it started at 8. So we all breathed a hefty sigh of relief and made our way to the theatre with time to spare, rather than having missed part of the show.
The show was great, I really enjoyed it. Some of Eddie's own humour shone through in the piece, with little bits and pieces that you'd recognise from his stand-up routines. It was funnier than I was expecting, considering that it is a play about parents with a "wegetable" as a child, though the ending was a bit of a surprise and very poignant.
Basically it's about two parents who have a spastic child, now 10 years of age. Josephine, affectionately called Joe Egg by her parents. They ascribe her personalities and have conversations with her by having the other parent voice the part of Joe. Bri (Eddie) copes mostly with jokes and humour, some of it quite inappropriate. Sheila copes mainly by having hope that there are small improvements. The care of Joe takes a strain on their marriage, as becomes evident when they flashback to when they got Joe and when the doctors diagnosed something wrong, and also as becomes apparant when the play switches back to it's "current day" in-the-moment format.
If you're in the NYC area, go see it! It's only running until June 1st I believe, and it really is worth seeing.
Tonight we saw the second Matrix movie. But I think I can leave descriptions of that until I wake up in the morning.
Kit, Cherie, any time preference for Sunday's corset session? or do you want to schedule another day? It'll be late afternoon at any rate, as I don't think I'll be up very early at all.
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isn't that different!