Thursday, November 22, 2007

Thanksgiving in Toronto

As I sit here at my desk eating my 6" turkey sub from Subway, I give thanks for the good things in life- friends, family, sleeping late, and honey mustard. No one here in Canada gives a crap about Thanksgiving, and I have to say, it's pretty refreshing. The producers threw a lovely Thanksgiving lunch for us this afternoon, and while my jokes about canned cranberry sauce shaped like the can were lost on Tony, the Canadian chef that cooked for us, we had a good time all the same.

In other news, Sweeney Todd made an appearance on Canadian morning TV last week. Enjoy.

Saturday, November 10, 2007

Quick Thought


I have to make this quick because I'm about to go and do the show for the 9 millionth time in 5 days, so I'll do a longer rant on Canada (and French Canadians-ew.) later. But I just wanted to give a shout out to everyone in New York who is affected by the strike today, especially my Local 1 pals. Stay warm and stay badass. We are all thinking of you up here in Canadia. xo.


Sunday, November 4, 2007

Not Quite Bali


Well hello there. I got a lot of flack over the last few months for not "completing" my Asia blog, and to those of you who were the grief givers, I have 4 words for you: Jakarta- not so inspiring. In fact, I think that might be the motto on their license plates. Anyway, don't worry, because I'm on the road again, and back to spewing my unsolicited blatherings into the vast blog vacuum. This time I'm headed all over the US with the national tour of Sweeney Todd. Slightly more "sophisticated" and "artistic" than Spongebob perhaps, but sometimes I miss the square yellow guy all the same. So, we're on our last performance Boston, and we head up to Toronto tomorrow. Never been there. Sort of exciting. It's been nice to be here in Boston and see all the college buds who still live here. And being here for the big world series win and the absolute chaos that followed was pretty fantastic. It's just starting to get rainy and cold, and that all too familiar never-ending-pit-of-despair-and-darkness feeling that comes along with it is starting to happen, so we're getting out just in time I think. You know what I'm talking about BUers.