Whomped

My trip to NYC was, perhaps, a bit too much too soon. I did try to take it easy (dining in, early nights, sleeping in), but I still probably did more walking at my city-pace (because, of course, there were a couple shops I just HAD to visit) than advisable.

I spent this week feeling like I'd been whomped by a street cleaning vehicle. Ah, well. I'm still learning to care for myself. I still seem to think that even with major surgery, I'm somewhat invincible.

American Idiot was incredible. A must see. Fan-freaking-tastic. It has easily risen to the top of my favorite stage performances. The set was a feast for the eyes.

A warning, though: major drug use shown in a graphic way. It made me cry. (in fact, my husband admitting to nearly leaking during the song 21 Guns) Both bong and interveinous drugs are depicted (not in a pretty way). One of the characters is a drug dealer/alter ego named St Jimmy who is "patron saint of denial".

Anyway, I will be headed back to NYC next month, and I plan to go see the show again. It really moved me.

Comments

[steveroni]

Well, I slept through AVATAR--not really, but wish I had...but I can fully comprehend a "Patron Saint of Denial". I prayed for his help for many years.

It is GOOD to be here reading all you wonderful peeps again. Thanks for being here still...
--steveroin

[Syd]

Glad that you enjoyed the trip. The show sounds interesting, spellbinding even. Take care of yourself.

[GabriellaMoonlight]

I want to see this show, a friend has seen it and relayed the same thing, graphic depictions of drug use, but all in all amazing.

Hope you are feeling better and taking care...

much love