He Might Be an Evil Genius and All...

Went with the usual suspects to see Merrily We Roll Along at Signature last night. A few things:

• When I turned the corner, I thought for one second I was in a retirement home. I haven't seen that much grey hair since the DC Eagle circa 1990.


• I still hate musicals. Maybe not hate. Maybe...don't get. But I still hate wasting my time.


• My friends and family are funny people. And by funny, I mean random and vulgar.


• Lamb vindaloo is so hot, my saliva becomes poison.


• Stephen Sondheim may be an evil genius and all, but cliche is cliche. There, I said it.

DC Observed

I started the DC Observed photography project on May 18 this year. The original goal was to post a photo that was taken in DC every day for one year. I've come pretty damned close to achieving that goal. Vacations, work, and illness have kept me away now and then. But I'm not giving up. If I can do it at least 90% for the whole year, then I'll consider it a success and try for something bigger and better next year.

Fingers are crossed.

Sparkling Martini

Went to see world lounge act Pink Martini last night with Tony. I'd seen them once before in an indoor venue, and they were even better this time--despite the sultry temps and overcrowding picnic basketeers at Wolf Trap.

The song list--and, frankly, much of their between song patter--was a repeat, but the acoustics at Wolf Trap were amazing and lent a beautiful huskiness and depth to the sound: The tunes almost sounded new.

Highlights included the Bacharach-inspired Clementine and the swingy, lazy Hang on Little Tomato. Sadly, no Let's Never Stop Falling in Love. Sad because who would want to with a soundtrack like this?

Tonight

Going to be alone again tonight. Hope to work a bit on the blog, maybe watch a DVD--I just received Children of Men from Netflix. I'm tempted to head into Chinatown, get some chow, see a real movie, maybe even take some photos. But I'm whipped and feeling old. Perhaps I should just go home and hit the sack. Boys, this is where your youth ends up: Indecisive and sleepy.

DC Observed

I've spent the last few years really trying to become a better fine arts photographer, even to the point of considering an MFA in photography. So it's no surprise that I've created a personal photography blog. Actually, it's more of a personal photography art object project: I'll be posting one image each day for the next year taken in and around DC. It's been up one week. Check it out.