04 May 2008

almost famous

You know those conversations where people trade information back and forth about the people they've seen or met?
I don't have much to offer in these cases except for the time that I almost got close enough to Bono to ask if Beth could take a picture of him. But alas, even though we chased him at the Dublin airport, he vanished into an elevator before we got up the nerve to ask.
And then there was the time we went to Bono's house...well, sort of. We were walking in the general vicinity of his house outside of Dublin, b/c Beth had tracked it down. We were trying to be all nonchalant, walking toward where we thought it was. So, we casually asked another walker if we were headed toward a certain area. To which she said, "oh, are you looking for Bono's house? That's his wife just ahead of you I think."
Of course we scrambled after her, in a "oh, we don't mean to look like we're following or stalking you" kind of way.
But, that's not really my point.
Friday night I had the distinct pleasure of seeing Wicked! the musical. I must confess, friends of mine in Zeeland (Hi Johnsons! I so miss you) listened to the soundtrack all the time when last I saw them. And while the songs were catchy and memorable, I never really knew the story. (Perhaps I wasn't sure I should be interested in something with the title of Wicked? or something?) I am now a huge fan!! The untold story of Oz indeed. It is fantastic. I was completely captivated. I think my Mom would love it--her, and oodles of other people, but for whatever reason she came to mind.

Anyway, afterward, Barkley knew enough to go to the door where the cast exits. And we got autographs and photographs with nearly every principle (oh dear, should that be principal?) and some of the other cast members. And when I say we, I mean, he did. Because really, I don't care so much. And when he asked if I wanted my picture taken with the stars, I didn't. And truly I only possibly regret one choice. Because I immediately recognized the lady who played Madam Morrible. She was none other than Professor Sprout from Harry Potter. And she was fabulous there and fabulous here. Still, I didn't really care to have a picture with her. I suppose I don't know what I'd do with it, really. I'd much prefer sitting down with any one of them and asking about their experiences than grabbing a photo with them.

But for those who delight in these types of things please, continue delighting. Someone needs to take the picture afterall. I can be good for that!

In other news, I missed two other birthdays. May 1 Karen!!!
and May 2, Karla!!! Happy birthday to you both, friends!!
(I'll upload a picture when I'm back on my own computer!)


Jewels said...

Gracie - You needed to take that picture for your blog, girl!

Stephanie said...

Did you at least take a photo of her by herself?!?!? Or her with others while they were getting THEIR photos taken? I've done that...Didn't have my own children, so I took pictures of other people's children enjoying something fun on vacation...

How FUN that you got to see Wicked! Someday...