BLAST in NYC . . .
So the trip to NYC w/ the EPIC crew was PHENOMENAL! Spamalot is HILARIOUS! I highly recommend it!! Unfortunately, Hank Azariah’s no longer doing the show, and Tim Curry wasn’t at the matinee we attended, but David Hyde Pierce was great. However, the star of the show – IMHO – was “the Lady of the Lake” (Sara Ramirez). She used her voice as a comedy tool, and showed some amazing vocal control. I think I’m in love She totally rocked!
Then we went to a really nice Cuban Restaurant. I dropped more cash than I was expecting, but it was TOTALLY worth it!
Next, the group walked to Central Park, and then they quickly returned to Jersey to check into the hotel, while I stuck around to meet up with Reagen at a bar. Can I say how much I LOVE bars in NYC?? Yeah, 10 times better than anything we have here in Bmore.
Though, I find myself loving and hating the city simultaneously. I mean, I think it’s awesome because it’s so diverse, and every neighborhood has a different feel . . . there’s so much to do, so much culture, so many great restaurants. But at the same time, you have to deal with the throngs of people, the traffic, the funny smells, the filthiness. It truly is a unique place.
The absolute BEST part of the trip was chillin’ with Paul. After the bar, I caught the subway to his place in Queens, and we stayed up for hours talking and catching up. Funny, we talk very often, but there’s just something about being in someone’s presence that makes everything seem so very different. We slept in and on Sunday we grabbed breakfast and talked some more. Bro, seriously, I love you so deeply. Probably more than you’ll ever know, for even I have yet to tap the full depth of my love for you. Thanks for being a great friend . . . and for wrecking me
Alright, kids . . . it’s time for me to head home and grab some din-din.
Peace in da middle eas’!
To put a cap on the previous discussion:
Cat, I think you’re catching my drift about missing the point on our understanding of “joy”. Is there room in the Body of Christ for the depressed? I look at people like Job – who suffered all kinds of things and was quite miserable, I’d imagine. Hopeful, trusting, confident even . . . but miserable. And then I look at the “man after God’s own heart” who rivals ME in bipolar emotions! David was all over the map . . . at one instance very strong and brave, yet the next Psalm is filled with contempt and anguish. Is the sad, depressed Christian somehow “less-than-Christian”? Does he lack faith? Perhaps not.