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Slowly, gently night unfurls its splendour

I just got back from seeing the rebroadcast of the 25th anniversary concert of Phantom of the Opera and I think I'm still all a'glow. It was just amazing. The production was absolutely fantastic and I loved it to death. I may have mentioned this before but I didn't even like Phantom when I first heard the cast recording. It's definitely one of those shows that you really need to see in order to really love. With other musicals, the music by itself tells the entire story and the set and production can be sparse. With Phantom, it's amazingly extravagant with all the costumes and sets. You'd have to be a statue to not be moved by it right from the overture.



So here's me before I headed out the door earlier this evening. Look, I'm wearing shoes like a normal person rather than sandals. Very stiff shoes it turns out, but that's what happens when you stumble across a pair you don't even remember buying from years and years ago.

I got to the theater with a little over 15 minutes to spare but Karen was running late. I went to pick up my ticket from the ticket counter and then twiddled my thumbs.



To keep myself entertained I ended up wandering around the front of the theater and in the ticket counter area singing songs from Phantom to myself. I'm sure that some of the people thought I was nuts, but I've sort of gotten used to that. I even wandered to all the movie posters hoping to see one for the Phantom rebroadcast but no such luck. There was however a giant 3-d movie advertisement for battling robots of some sort. I guess there's just no accounting for taste.

When Karen arrived we rushed in to hear the auctioneer's intro just as we were talking down the hallway into the theater so we didn't miss anything. The theater was probably only 15% full or thereabouts and so a choice pair of seats were no problem. As I said, the production was abso-freaking-lutely awesome. It's been years since I've seen Phantom, and thanks to looking through my photo collection, I know it was in April of '04. For some reason the only picture I took were of Chau's shoes and a shot of me and her in our seats.



This is apparently a common problem of mine. I remember to bring a camera but then don't take any interesting pictures with it. Like in this case, while it wouldn't have been a good idea to be taking pictures of the movie screen, it's only now that I'm realizing that I didn't snap a shot of Karen the entire night. It's not like I want to be creepy camera guy, but if I'm going to post the damn pictures on here anyway, it'd be nice if there weren't such ridiculous gaps.

I spent the first act of the show happily singing along under my breath and conducting with my finger. Ya, I know, but it was really spiffy and I couldn't help it. I had forgotten just how much I love the production of Phantom and hearing the music again was like seeing an old friend you haven't run across in years. I don't think I was singing loudly enough for anyone else to really hear, though it could be that Karen was just too nice to tell me to shut up. Maybe I should put her in touch with John. He still grouses about being with me and Melissa singing our entire way through the Phantom of the Opera movie whenever the subject is brought up.

I was surprised they included the 20 minute intermission into the show, though it didn't feel like 20 minutes. That might be at least partly because I spent the entire time babbling to Karen about random crap like a monkey missing a pre-frontal cortex. I still think Phantom might have the best first act of any show I've ever seen and the second can't help but pale in comparison. Luckily the finale more than made up for that. They had the original cast there and Sarah Brightman and Michael Crawford reprising their roles for a song or two. They also had several other famous Phantoms there including Colm Wilkinson who I love to death thanks to Les Miserables. Each of the Phantoms took a part of Angel of Music and Music of the Night. It was legendary. I was squee'ing so hard inside I thought I might bust something.

After the show Karen and I walked out with me still excitedly gibbering like a crazed squirrel. I've never really noticed that habit before but I have a tendency to gab on and on. Maybe I just have a fear of silence around people I'm just getting to know. Anyway, she suggested we go to a diner instead of looking any more creepy chatting in a movie theater's parking lot. We popped over to the Menlo Park Diner where I proceeded to gibber some more for hours on end. I think I just enjoy sharing anecdotes which often tends to lead me down rambling non-sequitor paths.

Oh, I should also mention that she gave me a domo-kun she had, after seeing some of my domo-related pictures.



I ended up telling her about my domo paraphernalia including the cap and hat I had someone online make for me.

Oh and since I have the pictures handy....

I was telling her about my disastrous second year at college where my suitemates and I would stay up all night playing games and watching tv. Then at 6am every morning we would watch Sailor Moon on WPIX and sing along with the theme song.



After that we would head over to the dining hall, eat breakfast, and then come back to the suite and fall asleep skipping all of our classes for the day. I ended my second year with a 1.96 GPA and both of my friends got tossed out of school having done even worse than that. It took me years to dig myself out of that basement.

Anyway, at some point during those years or soon after, someone gave me a sailor venus doll. I have no clue who it was now but I must've dragged it around with me each time I moved. I had completely forgotten about it but a couple weeks ago I'm in my room tapping away on the laptop and Maddie wandered in wanting to know if she could have it. I have no clue where she managed to dig it up from.





Of course I let her have it and I felt all nostalgic seeing it again. Venus Love Chain Encircle!



It's a good thing I've slowly lost my sense of shame over the years.
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Another year older

So it's currently 19 minutes into my 35th year and so far things aren't exactly stunning. It's sort of depressing to think about but it's hard to remember exactly how long it's been since the current year has actually been better than the previous. The last that actually comes to mind might be 1999 when everything was actually looking up and hopes were high. Ever since then, it's been a downward spiral, slow at times but steady until the end. This past year has been especially brutal, which has been filled with pain and other issues. There were a couple of bright spots, but it's hard to recall a worse year and it looks like it has ever inclination of continuing to slide. Pain remains unpredictable though intense when it decides to pay a visit and the various pain meds can no longer be counted on to always be effective like they used to be.

I have an appointment with the pain doc in 6 days and I have to find some way to express just how badly things have gotten overall. I'm sure he's going to be hesitant to do anything since he only just increased my dosage by a third at the last appointment, but it's simply not keeping pace with the problems. I could tap into what's left of my stash and increase the dose on my own until it lasts but I face the terror of having no reserve to call on if things get even worse one day. I can't even imagine what that would be like though it gives me some insight into why some people might be driven to shooting up pharmacies to rob them of their drugs. Of course, most of the whackjobs who do that are just crackheads rather than those with legitimate medical issues. It just seems odd to me that addicts would go so far to score a fix yet you don't often see people with real chronic pain issues shooting drug dealers to raid them for drugs. Maybe that's the solution to the nation's drug problem. We should pass a law allowing those with documented and medically verified pain issues to hunt recreational drug users and dealers. It'd be sort of like a hunting license and for each one you bag you get to keep whatever opiates you find on them, but only for personal use. Sure it'd cause a lot of bloodshed on both sides but if you're dealing with pain issues bad enough for you to consider this sort of solution it seems like a win-win. Either way, the pain will stop.

Lets see, in other news I actually dragged myself out this past weekend despite my issues. My cousin's birthday is 5 days before mine and members of the family wanted to go out for lunch on Sunday as a sort of combo celebration. Normally, I would have passed but something unexpected happened that sort of forced my hand. My mom went out in the morning and when she returned she had a sort of present for me. I don't have a picture of it right now but I'll try to get something uploaded tomorrow. It was completely frivolous and completely out of character for her. I can't even remember the last time, if ever, she bought something like this for me. An item which has absolutely zero value but that she thought would make me happy. It was a real surprise in a family where practicality and thrift usually reign, especially for the little things. We don't even exchange birthday or Christmas gifts amongst ourselves after all. At least, we haven't since my sisters and I were all in our teens.

Anyway, the gesture actually goaded me to gird up my loins and brave the elements. Lunch was at a local chinese restaurant and went pretty spiffy overall with only moderate pain issues. There was also cake afterward at my grandmother's, though I was already feeling run down by then and passed. I know it doesn't sound like much but it's already more interaction and activity then I get in any typical week. Oh well. Pictures to follow when I get around to it.
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Domo touchdown

Last friday I finally got around to visiting all those 7-11's looking for the domo-kun promo items. I finally hit paydirt on the third 7-11, finding both the straws and cups still left in the stock. I ran into a couple of problems though. The first problem was I had gotten confused somewhere along the way and I was sure there were 4 different figures on the straws. I was really disappointed that the 7-11 was missing the 4th and I couldn't help but speculate if that one was super rare or had some greater collectible value I hadn't heard of. The second problem was that I had thought that wanderingasian only wanted a set of the straws when he commented in the earlier entry. I ended up buying 2 sets of 3 straws, one for me and one for wanderingasian as well as a set of cups. I was told on the way out that the cups were the same price whether I filled them with slurpees or not so I went back and got a fillup. I then got to experience the pleasure of trying to juggle three full slurpees while trying not to spill anything.

Because I thought there was a missing 4th straw figurine, I proceeded to hit up another 2 7-11's, all of which were out of everything. It wasn't until I got home, dejected in my search, that I looked at the promo picture and found out there were only three to begin with. I ended up heading back out to the one 7-11 that had everything in stock last night and cleaned them out of the straw figurines as well as grabbing 3 cups for wanderingasian.

You might wonder at this point what I'm planning to do with 9 domo figures attached to slurpee straws. Well, I figured there's an off chance that I can sell two of the sets on Ebay. I have no clue how much they'll go for but if I'm lucky I figure I can sell two sets and cover the cost of everything, meaning I would have gotten my set of cups and figures for free. That's the idea anyway. I figure at the worst I should be able to break even since these were limited edition items and are now pretty much OOP. It was pretty lucky that I even found a store with some left.
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On the perils of being a shut-in

Sad, sad, sad.

Ages ago (around half a year) I remember posting on facebook about a promotion that 7-11 would be running in the fall. They were basically going to bring Domo-kun slurpees over the US. I had been sort of excited at the time, making a mental note to check out a 7-11 once they arrived. Well, it seems clear that my mental day-planner must've fried sometime between then and now because it completely slipped my mind until yesterday when I saw an article about it.



Now come one. Isn't that the coolest thing you've ever seen? I was planning to go to a 7-11 immediately when I saw that the promotion is already more than halfway over. The chances that I'll actually find a 7-11 at this point which still has this stuff in stock is pretty slim. There are already tons of people on ebay trying to hock the items for ridiculous markups. Since I have to pick up my mom, grandma, uncle, and Shelley at the airport tomorrow, I think I'm going to make a few 7-11 stops and see if I get lucky. I'm not optimistic though given how spiffy the items look. I've decided to blame this on the fact that I never leave the house nowadays and I'd like to believe that in an ideal world where I did, I would have happened to wander into a 7-11 just as they were unpacking everything a month ago.

Oh, and I guess I should also mention that my mom, grandma, uncle, and sister have been in China for the past 2 and a half weeks. I heard second hand through Connie that Shelley has vowed that she's never doing this again. This will actually be her second trip to China with the lot of them and I thought that she had actually enjoyed the first trip to have agreed to the second. It turns out that she felt obligated to go since no one trusts the idea of my mom, grandmother, and uncle wandering a foreign country by themselves, even if they speak the language. She's already stated she's unwilling to do trip #3, and next time someone else will have to bite the bullet. I've already decided that it's going to be Connie because I'll be damned if I'm going to volunteer for something like that.
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Domotastic

a while back prismcat posted an ebay link to a domo-kun change purchase that was on sale. It got my thinking since I needed a new camera bag for my digital camera/flip mino. Nothing I had really fit right and so I searched around on ebay until I found something that looked like it would do the job. It just arrived in the mail today.



Don't ask about the summer sausage. Lets just say I happened to have one sitting around.

It's a tighter fit than I might have wanted, but I don't think they'll end up damaging one another in there. I should just find myself a small terrycloth and wrap one to make sure. Few things drive me nuttier than scratches on electronics.