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You hear about St. Patrick's Day in New York. You hear about the parade. You hear about the unruly crowd. You hear a lot but it is nothing like experiencing it first hand.
I wanted to go into the city because a friend that I rarely see was going to be meeting up with a bunch of my other friends to have lunch. I also hadn't seen the Tim Burton exhibit at the Museum of Modern Art. Then we found out that Riverdance was doing the farewell tour. Peter bought me a ticket since I had never seen it live and he figured I'd have to turn in my Irish card if I didn't see it, so I found myself going into NYC on St. Patrick's Day.
Lunch was very nice. I caught up with some people that I will be seeing this weekend at LunaCon but it was nice to have lunch with them. I talked to my out of town friend a little but not much but there were a lot of people vying for her attention since most of them hadn't seen her in years.
I went up to Midtown Comics and chatted with the people there. Caught up on some news on various fronts and bought some comics. I went to the large Toys r' Us to look around and found the most clever stuffed animal. It is a stuffed "Perry the Platypus" toy that convert from Perry to Agent P. If you have watched Phineas and Ferb, you know what I am talking about. Considering what I had seen some people price this on E-bay, I picked one up for Caroline because I knew she would appreciate/love it.
I walked to the Museum of Modern Art (MoMA) through the crowds in Time Square which were large. The crowds were also drunk and aggressive or rather there were pockets of drunk aggressive people at 1:00 in the afternoon and most of them didn't even look to be drinking age. And these packs were loud when they ran into each other with lots of hooting and howling. The cops were enforcing the open container laws carefully because they could tell that the crowd would be hard to control if they got out of control. But enforce it they did. I saw a couple young men being led away to the local police station.
Walking up town was rather difficult because of the crowd. I got to 47th and decided to cross to 6th in hopes that the crowds might be a little less. Well that was a bad call because everyone was walking towards 5th. So I muscled my way to 53 and got to MoMA. I bought my ticket and put my bag in coat check which was a weight off my shoulders. The MoMA was pretty crowded too but managable.
I went the wrong direction at first and found myself in the secondary exhibit which was nice but small. A very nice guard set me straight and I went to the 3rd floor for the main exhibit. It was a feast for the eyes and very informative about the director's process. I ran into my out of town friend who, unbeknownst to me, was seeing the exhibit the same day. We went around and looked at all the art work and the props from various movies and shorts that Burton has done. While looking, we caught up on life and stuff which was very nice.
We parted ways since she had to go downtown and I needed to go uptown. I managed to see some of the parade and worked my way to the Apple Store to get a new antiglare shield for my phone. I wandered FAO Shwartz and ran into a couple of people I know so I got to say hi to them. It was getting late in the afternoon, so I started to look for a place to have dinner. I found myself at the Harvest Brewery which is a very nice restaurant that was about a block from Radio City Music Hall. I got a table in short order and had a very nice dinner that I lingered over to kill some time before the show.
My seat was wonderful. I had a box with a bunch of lighting equipment in front of me so I had a place to put my bag and people could get by. Lots of leg room is always nice if you have long legs. I settled in and read "Heat Wave" until the show started. I didn't quite know what to expect. I know the show but to know a show and to see a show live is quite different. For one thing the sound is much louder and you can hear things that you can't on tape. And if there is a mistake, you can hear that too. Penny whistles are not very forgiving. The troupe was very good. The steps were danced with precision and the cast was really into what they were doing. Overall the show is showing its age. Things that were clever tricks for the stage 15 years ago are now considered old hat or quaint. But the music is good and the dancers throw themselves into their roles. I had the good fortune afterwards to run into the composer so I got to tell him how much I had enjoyed his music over the years even though this was the first time I had seen the show live. He said that he found that interesting and appreciated that I had come to the show through the music.
I got home rather late. My feet hurt but my soul felt fed so it's all good.
I am grateful that I went to see the Burton exhibit when I did.
I wanted to go into the city because a friend that I rarely see was going to be meeting up with a bunch of my other friends to have lunch. I also hadn't seen the Tim Burton exhibit at the Museum of Modern Art. Then we found out that Riverdance was doing the farewell tour. Peter bought me a ticket since I had never seen it live and he figured I'd have to turn in my Irish card if I didn't see it, so I found myself going into NYC on St. Patrick's Day.
Lunch was very nice. I caught up with some people that I will be seeing this weekend at LunaCon but it was nice to have lunch with them. I talked to my out of town friend a little but not much but there were a lot of people vying for her attention since most of them hadn't seen her in years.
I went up to Midtown Comics and chatted with the people there. Caught up on some news on various fronts and bought some comics. I went to the large Toys r' Us to look around and found the most clever stuffed animal. It is a stuffed "Perry the Platypus" toy that convert from Perry to Agent P. If you have watched Phineas and Ferb, you know what I am talking about. Considering what I had seen some people price this on E-bay, I picked one up for Caroline because I knew she would appreciate/love it.
I walked to the Museum of Modern Art (MoMA) through the crowds in Time Square which were large. The crowds were also drunk and aggressive or rather there were pockets of drunk aggressive people at 1:00 in the afternoon and most of them didn't even look to be drinking age. And these packs were loud when they ran into each other with lots of hooting and howling. The cops were enforcing the open container laws carefully because they could tell that the crowd would be hard to control if they got out of control. But enforce it they did. I saw a couple young men being led away to the local police station.
Walking up town was rather difficult because of the crowd. I got to 47th and decided to cross to 6th in hopes that the crowds might be a little less. Well that was a bad call because everyone was walking towards 5th. So I muscled my way to 53 and got to MoMA. I bought my ticket and put my bag in coat check which was a weight off my shoulders. The MoMA was pretty crowded too but managable.
I went the wrong direction at first and found myself in the secondary exhibit which was nice but small. A very nice guard set me straight and I went to the 3rd floor for the main exhibit. It was a feast for the eyes and very informative about the director's process. I ran into my out of town friend who, unbeknownst to me, was seeing the exhibit the same day. We went around and looked at all the art work and the props from various movies and shorts that Burton has done. While looking, we caught up on life and stuff which was very nice.
We parted ways since she had to go downtown and I needed to go uptown. I managed to see some of the parade and worked my way to the Apple Store to get a new antiglare shield for my phone. I wandered FAO Shwartz and ran into a couple of people I know so I got to say hi to them. It was getting late in the afternoon, so I started to look for a place to have dinner. I found myself at the Harvest Brewery which is a very nice restaurant that was about a block from Radio City Music Hall. I got a table in short order and had a very nice dinner that I lingered over to kill some time before the show.
My seat was wonderful. I had a box with a bunch of lighting equipment in front of me so I had a place to put my bag and people could get by. Lots of leg room is always nice if you have long legs. I settled in and read "Heat Wave" until the show started. I didn't quite know what to expect. I know the show but to know a show and to see a show live is quite different. For one thing the sound is much louder and you can hear things that you can't on tape. And if there is a mistake, you can hear that too. Penny whistles are not very forgiving. The troupe was very good. The steps were danced with precision and the cast was really into what they were doing. Overall the show is showing its age. Things that were clever tricks for the stage 15 years ago are now considered old hat or quaint. But the music is good and the dancers throw themselves into their roles. I had the good fortune afterwards to run into the composer so I got to tell him how much I had enjoyed his music over the years even though this was the first time I had seen the show live. He said that he found that interesting and appreciated that I had come to the show through the music.
I got home rather late. My feet hurt but my soul felt fed so it's all good.
I am grateful that I went to see the Burton exhibit when I did.
