DONNABLOG #37 DAY OFF OF SURPRISES

So as I said, I am going to strive to write more. I’ve been very lax and I don’t want to be lax.

This is almost 2 weeks overdue.  But 2 Wednesdays ago, our day off, my day turned suddenly awry.  I had gone to the gym in the morning to . . . well, . . . . work out.  About half an hour to 40 minutes before I finished my work out, I was starting to get a headache so I went into the dressing room to get some Advil.  I got the Advil, and finished my work out.  When I went back into the dressing room, I went to my locker and someone else’s lock was on my locker!!!!!!!  “What the . . .??”  I had to stop and think for a minute . . . have I had a stoke?  Did I actually use a different locker?  Is this some alternate universe?  Am I being punk’d?  Once I realized that I know I had used that locker, I also realized that the stuff I could see inside it was not my stuff.  So what then also became clear is that .  . . someone had clearly stolen my stuff and long enough ago that someone else had come in and used the”empty” locker. I WAS ROBBED AT THE GYM!!!  Aaaaaahhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!   My backpack which had my phone, a favorite sweater, and my satchel (or man-bag) which had everything in it.  I will tell you what “everything” consisted of later.

Once I came to this inevitable conclusion, I told the attendant in the room vacuuming what had happened and he told me to go the front desk and report it.  The manager I talked to was instantly attentive.  We both went back downstairs to the locker room and did a sweep of lockers.  Another attendant joined us and he went to see if someone had that locker to find out if it was indeed empty when he put his stuff in there.  While the second attendant was searching for the new occupant of my locker (bastard – okay it’s not his fault but I’m still mad at him), the manager started searching the bathroom area and found my backpack under the sink.  Hooray!!!!  With the sweater still in it.  Hooray!!  But my satchel missing.  BOO!!!  But my phone was still in a pocket of the backpack.  Hooray!!

I’m so happy my phone was still there. That was what really had be freaked.  I have NO ONE’S number other than in my phone.  Aaarghhhh!!  *Note to self:  write numbers down.  But they got my satchel which had everything in it.  And by everything I mean  (sigh) my American credit/debit card, my Canadian debit card, my Canadian credit card, my passport, my gym card, my keys, my laundry card, my Equity Card, my Macy’s card, my Barnes and Noble card, my Social Security card, my Metro card, my U.S. health insurance card,  plus $40 cash.  Aaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrgggggghhhhhh!!!!

Oh my people, it was horrifying.  So I called the police and two officers arrived and took all of the info.  I should mention here that while I was filling out the report, I remembered that I also had tickets in my wallet. The cast had gotten tickets to see Phantom Of The Opera for the matinee that afternoon.  I had invited a couple of friends and a friend in Priscilla asked me to give his tickets to a friend, as he was going to be busy.  They were all going to meet me at the theatre so I had to call everyone and tell them “Oops, sorry, your tickets have been stolen.”  Ugh!  Anyway, the police said that there are a lot of robberies at that gym and I knew that.  (I really should lock my shit up in the small protected valuable lockers upstairs.) And let’s face it, lots of gyms are crime scenes – sad but true.  But they were really trying to catch this person/people so they asked if I could come down to the station.   Well, I figured I’m always up for a new experience, so I said sure.

What a trip.  I have to say, the NYPD peeps I came into contact with couldn’t have been nicer.  The officers who answered the call were great guys. And the detective at the precinct who took care of the details was great.  A buxom, efficient, no-nonsense lady who was clearly crackerjack at her job.  We got in touch with the Canadian debit card and credit card and found out the robber had managed to get some money out of my credit card already but they would do an investigation and put it back in to my account.  (Thank God).  Otherwise no further damage.

The cops where so awesome.  By the end of my “visit” I had them laughing and taking down my website and the name of the show I was in, thinking of taking their girlfriends.  [You’re welcome, Priscilla.]  After we were done, they drove me home which was very nice of them and gave me a piece of paper to use for a new passport and show that I was, in fact, robbed.  Yikes.

Then began the next adventure.  I had to get into my apartment. Luckily I have a superintendant who is amazing.  I called him and he met me at the front of the building and let me in.  Because I had no keys now (I had a spare set . . . IN THE APARTMENT) he had to get a drill to drill the lock open, then replace the lock and give me new keys.  Bless his heart.  Then he asked if I needed money.  I told him no but thank you.

So it was good to get into my apartment.  I had something to eat, then showered (remember, my stuff as stolen as I finished my workout), got dressed and readied myself to head back downtown to my bank to get a new debit/credit card.  But, of course, no more metrocard!!  Did I mention that I had just bought a 30 day metro card for $110 only 5 days before???  Yeah . . . . . . . aaaaaaanyway.  So I have to beg someone to use their unlimited card to let me into the subway.  It takes 3 trains of people coming out but finally a good samaritan lets me in. Okay, on my way.  I got to my bank and luckily had an expired beginner’s drivers licence, which was the only ID I had with my picture on it.  They were great and gave me a new card and I was able to get money out again (Hooray!!).

So that was the immediate damage under control for now.  I knew I would have days and weeks of repairing all of that damage but at least I had money. By this time, it was 5:15.  I was going to see a friend’s show at 8:00 that night, so it was a perfect time to have some dinner, let go of the days events and go relax at a show.  I should say here that I was actually not really stressed about any of this.  I got really calm when I realized I was robbed. I felt like it was just another new experience and I would know how to deal with this sort of thing after this.

Anyway, (yes there’s more) so I have a fun meal – a namesake burger from Five-Napkin-Burger, and a salted caramel milkshake  . . . that’s right, I said a salted caramel milkshake and I’m not sorry about that – and head off for the subway.  Her show is in Queens and it’s the second last stop so I give myself an hour and a half.  I won’t draw this out making you think something went wrong with my subway.  Nothing went wrong.  It was one subway and then a shuttle and took about an hour.  I got there and picked up the ticket she left for me.  I sat down in the lobby and suddenly she was standing there with full beat on  (make-up) and in a hoodie.  It was great to see her as I hadn’t in a while, but she tells me that the show may have to be cancelled cause the sound guy has disappeared.  DISAPPEARED!!  What??!!!  Literally he was there for rehearsal, they all went for dinner and he never came back and it was half hour until show time.  Needless to say, I burst out laughing.  So we sat and chatted.  At about 10 minutes to 8, one of the producers comes out and tells us that the show is cancelled.  [Side note: she told me the next day that the sound guy was arrested for unpaid parking tickets – HI-larious]. So we finished talking and then at 8 they went into the theatre to have a rehearsal of new changes instead.  And I . . . . went home.  I figured that was enough for one day . . . and then some.  And that was the end of the day.  I went home watched TV and went to bed early.  It was a long, loong day.  (I’ve just written the word “day” about 563 times in the last 5 sentences.)

In the after math, I’ve just been putting things back together.  Put in a new passport application, other cards are coming, etc.  It’s all fixable.  It’s just about getting in touch with everyone.  It really wasn’t horrible, it’s just inconvenient.  But well, . . . . what an experience.

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WORDS TO LIVE BY.

“Your time is limited, so don’t waste it living someone else’s life. Don’t be trapped by dogma -which is living with the results of other people’s thinking. Don’t let the noise of others’ opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary.” Steve Jobs, co-founder, chairman, and CEO of Apple.
Published in: on October 6, 2011 at 4:05 pm  Comments (1)  

DONNABLOG #36 HOLY SHIT IT’S BEEN A LONG TIME!!!

My Darling People, it has been so very long since I’ve written a blog.  My computer has been acting up and I was nervous for all sorts of reasons to try to open this site.  I’ve managed to find a way to get to it obviously, and I’m going to try to catch you up.  Of course now that I’m writing this, I can’t remember a thing that’s happened. So I guess I’ll just have to ramble and see what pops up.  I have to say I’ve missed chatting with you all.

The shows have been clipping along.  We had taken a little dip in sales through the summer but something happened in the fall.  Our houses have been crazy full.  It’s been a real joy to see all of the people there.  And they’re loving it.  It makes it that much more of a pleasure to go into work.

I honestly can’t think of anything interesting to talk about that happened.   August here was beautiful, hot and sunny.  I tried to get out as much as possible.  September I didn’t see much of, as I had to finish working on the “request for more evidence” for my green card application.  That was a bit much.  I won’t go into the details but I had to put together a whole other slew of documents which was not fun but I managed to get it off to my lawyer last week.  I’m hoping that he likes what I’ve done and he gives me a thumbs up.  At least I’m one step closer.

Some amazing news is that the Stratford Festival production of Jesus Christ Superstar is coming to Broadway in the new year.  That is amazing.  I have a lot of buddies in that cast and I know they are thrilled to be coming to the Great White Way.  It was such a hit in Stratford that it was booked into La Jolla for November/December and now Broadway.  It’s the gift that keeps on giving.  Hooray.

We’ve had our first notice given at the show.  Our wonderful Tad Wilson is leaving us after this Sunday’s performance to go and do Bonnie and Clyde on Broadway.  It’s Frank Wildhorn’s new show (Jekyll and Hyde, Wonderland, The Scarlet Pimpernel, The Civil War).  We’re thrilled for him but we’ll still miss him.  There is someone else who has temporarily left.  My buddy Gavin left for paternity leave.  And he had his beautiful baby boy.  We’re so happy for him.  But he will be returning in about 3 weeks or so, so it’s not really a “leaving” situation.  It’s amazing how a dynamic changes when someone new comes in. I love it just because it’s a new energy. Though I miss Gavin and will miss Tad.

Guys, it has been 13 months of Priscilla.  Good lord, y’all.  Great ride but I won’t lie, it’s time to do something else.  Ah well, it will happen when it’s time.  I have a feeling that these guys leaving (temporarily or not) will be the beginning of a lot of people starting to go.  It’s just that time. After a year, one gets too itchy.   So . . . we’ll see.

Hmmmm what else?  I’ve been continuing to put my apartment together little by little.  I LOVE my New York pad.  It’s awesome.  I love the size and where it is.  Harlem is hilarious.  I’ve seen more fake hair and big tight-pant-clad asses in the last 7 months than you’d find in 6 state fairs.   And the sweetest people.  Everyone is so friendly and helpful.  I love my black folk.  But what is really fascinating is the gay boys who inhabit the area.  Black , white and hispanic.  And openly so.  No one even seems to flinch.  It’s really wild to see . . .  and entertaining. I love living in diversity.

I’m actually going to be doing my first singing-outside-of-the-show gig on Halloween night.  I’ve been asked to perform at the legendary Birdland club.  It’s an evening of music by a young composer named Scott Evan Davis and the evening is called “Cautiously  Optimistic”.  Thank you Gerry for suggesting me.  I’m really excited.  I’m singing a solo and a duet.  I’ve heard the solo and it’s very funny.  Haven’t heard the duet yet but it will appear in my inbox soon.  I love evenings like this.  It’s always a little extra exciting when you’re singing stuff that not many people have heard before.  Info is:

CAUTIOUSLY OPTIMISTIC

Birdland

344 W. 44th Street

7-8:30  Tickets are $25 and there’s a $10 food/drink minimum.

Hmmm  what else. Oh I saw Follies.  I’ve been wanting to see a real full-out production of Follies my whole life.  And this was a really great production.  I didn’t love everything about it but it had so many great things.  I don’t like to put the negative things in my blog cause that’s not what I do.  But the positives – Terry White was great as Stella (‘Who’s that Woman’ a highlight), Jayne Houndysell (sp?) is genius doing Broadway Baby, Jan Maxwell is stupendous as the icy and complicated Phyllis, Ron Raines is so well cast as Ben, Danny Burstein is a hopeful and tortured Buddy, Bernadette Peters is shockingly (in a good way) ordinary and un”starry” as Sally.  The four young actors who play the younger versions of the leads are really delightful, and the older and younger opera singer are heartbreaking. I also have to say that the “ghosts” of the Follies girls who haunt the stage are so amazingly designed and staged  – huge costumes and they move almost all the time but you don’t even notice it happening; suddenly you will look and they are all in different positions. I love me some good theatre.

I don’t really know what else.  There was so much to share and now I can’t even remember anything. Well I will try to think of something if it comes up and I’ll just have to write some more.  I have to have my computer fixed next week to find out what is happening so I don’t have to have big gaps in my communication.   But this will have to do for now.

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