Despite the cold and the crowds, we had an awesome time today. The show was great, and the company was wonderful. When we got to Penn Station, I was able to use my old commuter's telepathy to determine where to stand on the platform. The doors opened RIGHT in front of us, and we were able to easily secure seats for the ride home.
Mister Moose is going to have a hot bath and probably a hot toddy and then allow me to tuck him under the flannel sheets to rehearse for the "long winter's nap". In a few hours, it'll be only two more days till Christmas! Thanks for joining us today. Hope you all enjoyed it!
Showing posts with label New York City. Show all posts
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Saturday, December 22, 2007
Strike a pose
NBC Studios
At last, the tree!
The crowds here were just ridiculous. We managed to find a small area near enough to the tree to take a few photos. It was clear that we would not get anywhere near the railing to observe any skaters that might be floating around below, so we fought our way out of there and managed to get across Avenue of the Americas just as the police were closing that crosswalk and demanding that people cross further uptown. Whew!
Ah, we're getting close!
Mister Moose Considers A Life In The Priesthood
While passing St. Patrick's Cathedral, Mister Moose became quite solemn, declaring that his TRUE most fond wish was to enter the priesthood and become the pastor of the Cathedral. Unfortunately, it was discovered that he is ill suited to a life of prayer, since he's got no knees upon which to pray. Poor Mister Moose!
Mister Moose Visits Cartier
Mister Moose Considers Becoming A Rockette
Making our way through the horrible crowds, we stopped for a photo op across from Radio City Music Hall. Mister Moose was very keen on joining the Rockettes. Unfortunately, his application was rejected because he did not make the height requirement. However, if you ask Mister Moose, I'm sure that he will express his regret that he had to decline due to the discomfort of wedging his hooves into those dreadful high heels....
Marquis
Due to the ever-present construction all over the place, there just wasn't a good place to stand to capture the theater's marquis. This is the best I could do.
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Tink *~*~*
Outside after the show
Waiting for the others to finish their potty break, I wandered outside and discovered the street had come to life with lights.
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The show's logo
Outside the theater during intermission, I found this set of double doors painted with the show's logo. Love it!
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OK, I snuck another
Here's Mister Moose with the Playbill for The Little Mermaid. The show was quite good. We loved Ariel, but we ADORED Ursula - what a voice! What comedic timing! Mister Moose was quite smitten with her before she'd even finished her first number. Niece No. 1, age 18, declared the second act to be better than the first, because it was truer to the film version, upon which she was weaned. I personally loved the moment where Ariel SAVED HERSELF INSTEAD OF WAITING FOR DADDY OR THE PRINCE TO SAVE HER. You go, girl!
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Just before the curtain
My one and only apparently clandestine photo of Mister Moose inside the theater. An usher scurried over to someone else right in front of us just after I took this shot and told a patron that photography was absolutely forbidden and to put away the camera. Oops!
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The Little Mermaid,
Tink *~*~*
At last, we're here!
Here I've recruited the assistance of one of the nieces to herald the arrival of Mister Moose at the theater. We're quite excited to be here!
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Tink *~*~*
Mister Moose Considers A News Career
Times Square is full of lights and advertisements. Mister Moose decided he might like to join a news agency, as reporters travel quite frequently. However, it soon became apparent that Mister Moose's appendages are not quite up to the task of typing, owing to the fact that he's got no fingers to speak of. Alas for Mister Moose - another ambition crushed. But he took it bravely, chin up.
Mister Moose Considers The Military
Well, he only considered it briefly. This military recruitment station is smack dab in the middle of Times Square. As the recruiters talked, Mister Moose began to realize that his life as a mooching traveler would come to an abrupt end. So, he decided to confess that both of his feet are flat (not to mention unusually fuzzy for a soldier), whereupon the recruiters immediately lost interest. Whew! Another narrow escape for Mister Moose!
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