Friday was meant to be my homework/laundry day. I did finish all of my laundry, but I didn't get very much homework done. I started my research on the Harlem Renaissance until I realized that I had no idea what I was looking for- social, cultural, artistic, economic themes, or dates and facts. So I settled for reading a few encyclopedia entries on the movement. Afterwards I got caught up reading, and it was during this time that I had my most unusual encounter since coming back to school. As I sat by my desk reading, a guy who I had never seen before came to my door. The door was open, it always is so long as Christine or I are here, but he knocked to get my attention. He told me that he was an art student and had an unusual request. His assignment for the week was to find "letters" in items of clothing- not actual letters but stitching or buttons or embellishments that looked like letters of the alphabet. He had began in his closet and in friends' closets but, understandably, guys' clothing didn't present many possibilities, so could I please show him some of my clothes that might have pieces resembling letters? I was a little weirded out, but I figured there was no harm in it so I showed him a few shirts and some shoes and he managed to find two letters. I didn't get copies of his pictures, but here are my reproductions:
Friday night, Ryan and I went to the comic book store in Tonawanda.I hadn't been in well over a month but I only missed one issue, and it was one I wouldn't have been able to get in Hazleton anyway, so a trip to the Golden Unicorn would have been unnecessary while I was home. After, we went to the Student Union (as planned, but withot Liz, who had last minute homework) to see "W," which was the most unfunny comedy I have ever seen. Absolutely awful. And it wasn't even a movie that was so bad that I could appreciate how bad it was, it was just BAD. Not funny, not entertaining, not even mildly interesting.
Saturday morning I woke up late as the movie hadn't ended until midnight and at 11 AM I drove over to Ellicott with Ryan and we met Liz for brunch. Afterwards we headed to the mall (and the craft store for Ryan, he needed supplies for his painting class), where we spent the day until four when we came back, worked on homework, went to dinner, and Ryan, Jennie, Erica and I got dressed up (a little). I drove downtown (much easier than I thought, mostly because it was nighttime on a weekend and downtown is dead except for during the workweek) and we walked from a parking lot to Shea's.
Shea's is an absolutely beautiful old theather in downtown Buffalo. It was built in 1926 as a silent film theater, and now mostly features touring Broadway shows. This past weekend was Shea's run of RENT, which I had never seen before.
Nose-bleed section tickets were only $30, and the show featured mostly the original cast which naturally meant I couldn't resist when Jennie asked if I'd be interested in going. I definitely enjoyed myself, though the play was by no means my new favorite musical. It was good, but certainly not wonderful. Some of the songs were amazing; others were irritating past words ability to convey. Though if a musical's worth were to be measured by the ratio of time spent crying versus time not spent crying, RENT should surely be toward the top of the list.When we got back to the dorm, I collapsed into bed and slept for ten hours. Liz and I had brunch, I stayed at Ellicott for awhile until some snow melted, did homework, and then panicked from 1:30 until 3:00 in the morning when I though my computer was broken. I gave up from desperation and exhaustion after that hour and a half and went to bed. I woke up this morning and realized that nothing was actually wrong; and then I felt rather stupid.
Today was spent being lazy: brunch for over two hours (Liz and I bumped into Ankita and Nikisha and ended up spending an extra hour in the dinigh hall), the gym, my room for Doctor Who, making pizza. Then Liz left and I did a bit of homework and work on daddy's website, until I decided that I had better update this, and I certainly had enough for a sizable post.
In other news, I now have a box with my Twitter feed on the left towards the top of the page. My "tweets" will be posted there, which are kind of like mini-journal entries that I send from my cell phone every once and a while.
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