Happy New Yearsh
Dec. 31st, 2011 09:40 pmYou know that thing they say about Champagne going straight to one's head? Is apparently also true of an $8 bottle of sparkling wine.
Regardless of the lack of actual champagne in my house, am having pretty much my two favorite things for New Years dinner/non-driving entertainment: Pizza and champagne punch (apricot nectar, pineapple juice, apple juice and simple syrup in more or less equal measure, some orange juice concentrate, and then add champagne (or in this case, cheap-ass sparkling rose) roughly 50% each, or however suits you. Also combines admirably with ginger ale, if a bit sweet, or club soda if you just want sparkly citrus punch.)
I am watching hockey. That seems to be a Thing with me now. It appears that my conviction that watching hockey on TV is boring was based in fact - it really was boring pre-2005, which was the last time I tried watching.
I refuse to watch New Years Rockin Eve: the 40th anniversary party, as hosted by Jenny McCarthy and Fergie. Have not yet decided whether I want to watch Carson Daly or Dick Clark or Anderson Cooper. What am I saying, clearly Anderson Cooper.
I went to see the final performance of Private Lives because I felt bad that it was closing? I guess. I kind of wanted to see it, and I'm always curious to see TV and movie actors do live theater. It's not my favorite play, and Paul Gross and Kim Cattrall were both very good, if more strident than absolutely necessary. Paul Gross just looks... tired. I am hoping that's the effect of 6+ shows a week on Broadway for the past few months, but it could just be that he's getting old. I hear people do that. Also, I disagreed with how his hair was styled. It didn't help either his character or his appearance. However, Simon Paisley Day (imdb informs me that he was also the surgeon in The Eagle) and Anna Madeley (who was in In Bruges playing a character I have no memory of, and many, many other things) were absolutely delightful.
I would not have cast Paul Gross as Elyot in Private Lives. He was very, very good in the more broadly comic sections in the second act, but I spent a lot of time trying to figure what sort of line reading would have suited the casual threats of domestic violence. I don't think that they necessarily lacked chemistry, but I didn't often buy that they were overcome by passion.
Anywho.
I'd never been in NYC on December 31st before. I hope to never do so again, or at the very least, to never be in midtown ever again.
Regardless of the lack of actual champagne in my house, am having pretty much my two favorite things for New Years dinner/non-driving entertainment: Pizza and champagne punch (apricot nectar, pineapple juice, apple juice and simple syrup in more or less equal measure, some orange juice concentrate, and then add champagne (or in this case, cheap-ass sparkling rose) roughly 50% each, or however suits you. Also combines admirably with ginger ale, if a bit sweet, or club soda if you just want sparkly citrus punch.)
I am watching hockey. That seems to be a Thing with me now. It appears that my conviction that watching hockey on TV is boring was based in fact - it really was boring pre-2005, which was the last time I tried watching.
I refuse to watch New Years Rockin Eve: the 40th anniversary party, as hosted by Jenny McCarthy and Fergie. Have not yet decided whether I want to watch Carson Daly or Dick Clark or Anderson Cooper. What am I saying, clearly Anderson Cooper.
I went to see the final performance of Private Lives because I felt bad that it was closing? I guess. I kind of wanted to see it, and I'm always curious to see TV and movie actors do live theater. It's not my favorite play, and Paul Gross and Kim Cattrall were both very good, if more strident than absolutely necessary. Paul Gross just looks... tired. I am hoping that's the effect of 6+ shows a week on Broadway for the past few months, but it could just be that he's getting old. I hear people do that. Also, I disagreed with how his hair was styled. It didn't help either his character or his appearance. However, Simon Paisley Day (imdb informs me that he was also the surgeon in The Eagle) and Anna Madeley (who was in In Bruges playing a character I have no memory of, and many, many other things) were absolutely delightful.
I would not have cast Paul Gross as Elyot in Private Lives. He was very, very good in the more broadly comic sections in the second act, but I spent a lot of time trying to figure what sort of line reading would have suited the casual threats of domestic violence. I don't think that they necessarily lacked chemistry, but I didn't often buy that they were overcome by passion.
Anywho.
I'd never been in NYC on December 31st before. I hope to never do so again, or at the very least, to never be in midtown ever again.