12-06-2005, 05:13 PM
Yep, I'm still stuck in the Iron Crotch hole. In the midst of my brief moment dominated the airwaves fielding weird questions about Iron Crotch from radio DJs, we went to the premiere of the Nutcracker. We got these free tickets because we went to this family day ballet thing with former SF primadonna Evelyn Cisneros at the Asian Art museum (still not quite sure what it had to do with Asian art - we're thinking the Chinese Tea dance maybe?) So free tickets to the ballet, that's cool.
It was nice. They gave out these really classy free teddy bears to the kids and there was free milk, cookies and chocolate for intermission. Behind us were two kids who never stopped talking (Greg would have loved them). In front was this guy who had to lean forward to get a better view (free tickets=nosebleed seats) which only made it difficult for us to see. Still, it was delightful.
Typically, I'm adopt a 'bah humbug' attitude about xmas. After all, I'm buddhist, so xmas seems a bit bizarre. Tara seems more into Chanukah for some unknown reason. But this year, it's not about a Christmas Carol. It's about the Nutcracker, about broken toys, rat scenes, dancing candy, and the dreams of little girls. Oh and cracking nuts...
It was nice. They gave out these really classy free teddy bears to the kids and there was free milk, cookies and chocolate for intermission. Behind us were two kids who never stopped talking (Greg would have loved them). In front was this guy who had to lean forward to get a better view (free tickets=nosebleed seats) which only made it difficult for us to see. Still, it was delightful.
Typically, I'm adopt a 'bah humbug' attitude about xmas. After all, I'm buddhist, so xmas seems a bit bizarre. Tara seems more into Chanukah for some unknown reason. But this year, it's not about a Christmas Carol. It's about the Nutcracker, about broken toys, rat scenes, dancing candy, and the dreams of little girls. Oh and cracking nuts...
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