Reviewing the Situation

So here it is. The day of the first preview. We have 5 hours of rehearsal to finish teching the show. It isn't going very quickly. EEK! The Bernadette Peters concert last night was wonderful. It wasn't exactly what I expected from a concert of hers. She is such an incredibly funny woman, so I thought there would be more fun up-tempo silly songs. There were a few, but she mostly sang depressing ballads by Stephen Sondheim. She was born to sing his songs, so it is a wonderful thing to listen to. I just wanted more fun-maybe some Annie Get Your Gun! Nonetheless, it was a great time. I had two favorite parts: her performances of Peggy Lee's "Fever" and "Johanna" from Sweeney Todd. I will say, I was a little weirded out by her choice to sing Johanna...but it was incredible. Further proof that she can take on any song written by Stephen Sonheim.

After the concert, we went down to Molly's Pub on 3rd Avenue. It is one of Dan's favorite places to get a burger, and has since become one of mine. The burgers are huge and quite delicious with any and every topping you can think of as a possibility. I had always gotten a Guinness to accompany the burger there, but I've never finished either. The burger and the Guinness are both incredibly filling. But alas, I am a creature of habit and despite thinking about not ordering the Guinness while entering the Pub, when our waitress came to the table I ordered the Guinness. And, guess what, I didn't finish the burger or the Guinness. I can be so predictable!

We decided to sleep up at the NYC apartment and take the train back this morning since my rehearsal wasn't until 1. It seemed like the best choice in order to maximize sleep. Unfortunately, when we got to Penn Station this morning, the 10:35 train was delayed 30ish minutes. I ended up changing my ticket to the 10:50 train headed toward Pittsburgh, as it also stopped in Philly. It left at 10:50 but at some point in our journey stopped and didn't move for around 10 minutes and then continued incredibly slowly for even longer. I ended up getting into 30th Street Station at 12:37, 25 minutes late--not much better than the other train I was supposed to be on! I ran to the SEPTA hoping to hop a train to market east, but the next one wasn't until 12:50 which wouldn't have gotten me to rehearsal on time. I had to take a cab-which ended up being 10 bucks. bleh. Oh well, I walked into rehearsal at 12:58!!! Weeeeeeeeee!