I've been having troubles formulating this entry without sprawling all over the friggin' place, so against my better judgment, I'll be bullet pointing the highlights from Anna & my trip to Manhattan:
-Thanks to Mallory's star status, Mom, Anna, & I sat in amazing house seats at the Delacorte Theatre for the final preview of Shakespeare's A Midsummer Night's Dream, directed by Daniel Sullivan.
-Equity's first Jon Hill (Bare) & 'big Black woman' Carpathia Jenkinks (Caroline, or Change & Fame Becomes Me) sat next to us. ("It's Jon Hill!"-Me "Is he doing a house entrance again?"-Anna)
-Whilst at Fred's Bar with the Midsummer cast:
....The person sitting at our table (who ended up not being James Zager) was author & This American Life contributor David Rakoff, whose books I read over the summer. Moments before he left, I introduced myself & chatted about Don't Get Too Comfortable. After gabbing about my favorite chapter (gay Republicans), he wished me mazel on graduation and departed.
....I purchased two Long Island ice teas & a Blue Moon for only $12. Our bartender was really cool. Our bartender was really cool. Our bartender was really cool. (HINT)
....I got drunky & offered to purchase Martha Plimpton a drink...three times.
-Jon & Mallory graciously invited us to their opening night party the next day. ("Lil' ol' us?")
-Anna & I stumbled around the upper 50's for toiletries & sweets. After hitting Columbus Circle (6 blocks in the wrong direction), we realized the alcohol had won & wandering aimlessly had lost. We discussed theatre in the hotel lobby (much to the delight of the graveyard-shift bell hop) 'til 3AM & crashed soon after.
-Hobnobbing with theatre royalty requires a well-picked & well-planned outfit, so our wardrobes needed a boost. Needless to say, H&M, The Gap, & Express' daily revenues were severely boosted by our need to look hot.
-After a long day of shopping, Anna & I attended Die Hard the Puppet Musical. My boss Dean, from the Orchard Project, directed the workshop. Without delving into the production itself, I'll simply say Dean did a very good job with the material.
-Ted Sperling (see the Patti & Audra entry) met us for Die Hard & shared a cab up to Central Park. We gossiped about/got inside scoop regarding Lincoln Center's production of South Pacific, for which he is musical directing. Who'dathought such a great actress like Maggie Gyllenhaal would give an "Interesting" South Pacific audition (I guess we're not the only ones trying dying to perform on a Broadway stage)? And to clear things up, Scarlett Johansson did not audition! Ted's by far the nicest person...ever?
-THE OPENING NIGHT PARTY, or How Fucking Cool is This?!?
....Mallory & Jon met Anna, Jon's mom, Sy, Matthew-Lee, & me after their performance.
....Looking & feeling good, we climbed up to Central Park's Belvedere Castle & were barraged by four tables-worth of free beverages. "Good evening folks," welcomed the younger-than-me-but-thank-god-YOU'RE-the-intern-tonight intern. "Would you like the champagne, the vodka spritzer with strawberry, the champagne-vodka spritzer with lime or strawberry, or a fine imported-from-Italy-(or Long Island)-beer?"
....At the risk of sounding like a name-dropper, let me aimlessly ramble off who I either saw from a distance, had a conversation with, or bumped into (yes, I mean that in the "Ouch, you stepped on my foot, asshole" sense of the word): Jeff Goldblum (The Pillowman), Jesse Tyler Ferguson (...Spelling Bee), Tim Blake Nelson (O Brother, Where Art Thou?), Keith David (Requiem for a Dream), Robert Cuccioli (Jekyll & Hyde), Rashida Jones (Karen from The Office), & Tony winners Daniel Sullivan (Proof), George C. Wolfe (Angels in America, Caroline, or Change), Michael Cerveris (Assassins, Sweeney Todd, Tommy), & Jennifer Ehle (The Coast of Utopia).
-There ain't much more after that, folks. We closed the dance floor ("If you guys don't leave we're gonna hose you down with the patio!"). We met a swing in High School Musical. We tried to drink more, but our energy lapsed. Jon's floor (or the floor on which he's squatting) became centerstage for late-night/pre-bed banter about acting, living in New York, & New York Times reviews.
After two extensive days of shopping, walking, performing, drinking, dancing, & one-handed pictures, Anna & my mini-trip to Manhattan had come to a close.
And there it was.