Archive for September, 2009

Another Theater Lesson

Posted in funny, Music with tags , , , , , , , , on September 14, 2009 by Yarn Over New York

A few months ago, I posted a video showing how stage managers tape out a floor for rehearsal.  Now I present with you a lesson in lighting focus.  Enjoy.

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Hubby Hubby Ice Cream

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , on September 14, 2009 by Yarn Over New York

I have always loved Ben and Jerry’s favor “Chubby Hubby.”  It contains CHOCOLATE COVERED PRETZELS FILLED WITH PEANUT BUTTER!!!  But now, I present you another reason to love this ice cream.

For one month only, Ben and Jerry’s has renamed and repackaged this yummy concoction to celebrate Vermont’s new legislature allowing Same Sex Marriage as of September 1, 2009.  So let’s all grab a pint this September and raise a spoon of “Hubby Hubby” to same sex marriage in Vermont!

While you’re at it visit the Freedom to Marry website.

Check It Out – Animal Cam!

Posted in Uncategorized on September 3, 2009 by Yarn Over New York

From the flickr blogMuseum of Animal Perspectives.  So cool.

The City of Light

Posted in European Summer Adventure 2009, Travel Europe with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on September 3, 2009 by Yarn Over New York

Destination Paris!

Marshall and I wanted to start our vacation in Paris because our friends and co-workers were performing in a show with Catherine Lara (solo violinist).  The music is beautiful and the show (produced by Dragone and directed by Giuliano Peparini) is spectacular.  But more about that later.

Day One

Back to the beginning.  Marshall and I took the train from Brussels to Paris after Emily and Mike left to fly back to the USA.  We arrived at Gare du Nord and set off to our friend’s apartment nearby where we would stay for a few days.  We were a little tired from the fire incident the night before and decided to explore the surrounding neighborhood on foot and leave the more adventurous exploration for the coming days.  We found a nice park with some cute duck-like birds and a gazebo thingy with a good view.

A lovely view of Sacre Coeur and the evening sky

A lovely view of Sacre Coeur and the evening sky

A tired Marshall takes in the view

A tired Marshall takes in the view

Day Two

The next day (Sunday 21 June) we managed to be much more adventurous.  We were fortunate enough to have arrived in Paris just in time for the Fete de la Musique.  Live music in the street, live music in the parks, live music everywhere and all the time.  Each corner we turned, we encountered another free concert.  Reggae, doo-wop, marching band, pan flutes, DJs spinning.  You name it, it was somewhere waiting to be discovered.

Our first stop was the Hospital Hotel Dieu. Part hospital, part hotel, this building is located right next to Notre Dame cathedral and has a lovely courtyard with a beautiful garden.  We sat and listened to the music for a while and then I spotted a smurf at the other side of the garden.

Papa?

Papa?

Read more about the Hospital and the statue here.  The site includes links to photos of various other costumes this statue has worn throughout the years.

Anyway, after the Hospital we headed past the Notre Dame du Paris across the bridge (Pont au Double) and to the Jardin du Luxembourg.  We passed more music of course and stopped a while to listen to each group.

The World Famous Notre Dame du Paris - pretty, isnt she?

The World Famous Notre Dame du Paris - pretty, isn't she?

After the garden, we meet our friends for crepe and coffee.  I had a Crepe Citron which is a crepe filled with sugar and doused in lemon juice.  Very tasty, I recommend it highly.  We made plans to meet again in the evening to check out a Brazilian drum circle near the Hotel De Ville.

After our snack, Aya, Marshall and I headed to the Eiffel Tower to enjoy the surrounding green area, eat a baguette (so very very French of us)  and lay in the sunshine.

Aya and Marshall and La Tour Eiffel

Aya and Marshall and La Tour Eiffel

Day Three

While all of our friends were busy at rehearsals for the show, Marshall and I set out for more exploration in the city.

First

First stop - The Opera House - Palais Garnier

The Stravinsky Fountain by Jean Tinguely and Niki Saint Phalle

The Stravinsky Fountain by Jean Tinguely and Niki de Saint Phalle

Read more about the fountain here.

The Pyramid at the Louvre

The Pyramid at the Louvre

My favorite sculpture at the Jardin des Tuileries - Lichtensteins Brushstroke Nude

My favorite sculpture at the Jardin des Tuileries - Lichtenstein's Brushstroke Nude

Day Four

Our last day in the lovely city of Paris!  After days of outdoor wandering, Marshall and I decided to go indoors and see some art at the Musee d’Orsay.  The museum was originally built as a train station, but as train technology developed, the building could not accommodate the newer larger trains.  Now the building is home to thousands of paintings and sculptures as well as furniture and a scale model of the Palais Garnier (opera house).

A view from the roof of Musee dOrsay

A view from the roof of Musee d'Orsay

After the museum, we met Lionel, Cecilia, Sita (all Dragone folk) and Sita’s parents for dinner before the show.  Cecilia introduced us to a drink called a Monaco which is beer and grenadine.  It is bright red and quite sweet (even sweeter than a Crepe Citron).

Finally, it was showtime at the Palais des Sports.  The show was beautiful and new acts (including a hand to hand act featuring Michal and Pawel; a flamenco solo for Ana and a contortion act) had been added since the original production in Belgium.  It was great to see our friends in action and great to hear the music live.  See photos here and here (scroll down). Congrats to all on a great show.

We went out for drinks on the Champs Elysees following the performance.

In front of tha Arc du Triomphe

In front of the Arc du Triomphe

More photos from this trip can be found here.

One Last Night

Posted in European Summer Adventure 2009, Life in Belgium, Travel Europe with tags , , , , , , , , , , on September 2, 2009 by Yarn Over New York

A few days before we at the City of Dreams Project all went our separate ways, I asked Julian (one of our automation dudes) if he would miss his temporary home here in Belgium.  He responded, “Yes, I will miss it so much that I’m going to burn it down so that no one else can have it.”  Witty, right? Funny, right?  Remember those words.

After our trip to Amsterdam, Marshall, Emily, Mike and I returned to the Bubble for one last night before setting out for good.  Mike and Emily had to fly back to the USA the next day and Marshall and I were heading to Paris to visit our friends and see the Catherine Lara show.

We had a few last minute things to take care of.

I did laundry

I did laundry

Marshall buried his spider plant Jeremiah in the shade for safekeeping

Marshall buried his spider plant Jeremiah in the shade for safekeeping

Then we had a nice little dinner and drinks on the terrace.  This was an event more peaceful and serene than I had experienced in the last six months as we were totally alone in the studio (locked of course) and adjacent apartments.  Only the [subtle] roar of the train to keep us company.

Toasting our final night in the Bubble: Mike, Emily, Marshall and Me

Toasting our final night in the Bubble: Mike, Emily, Marshall and Me

Does it look like my head is disappearing into the sky or what?

Does it look like my head is disappearing into the sky or what?

Okay, celebration and sunset aside, the real meat of the story happened later in the night.  We were chilling in my apartment, packing the newly clean laundry and gathering last minute items, prepping for the immanent international travel.  We had some candles burning to set a mood.

Suddenly. Emily [calmly] says, “Fire.”  I say, “What?”  She says, “Fire!”  Sure enough a paper bag containing the last few slices of bread from our favorite Frenchy has ended up too near one of my vanilla scented votives.  The bag is officially on fire.

Marshall (my hero?) picks up the flaming bag and heads for the window.  I manage to stop him, thinking of the curtains and the world of flammable elements outside in general.  At this point, Marshall’s arm hair catches flame and he drops the fiery paper bag onto the floor and runs shrieking to the loo.

I quickly stomp out the fire but not before some [significant] damage happens to the carpet.  Of course, said damage is conveniently located right in the doorway between the hallway and the living room. We contemplate moving the sofa to cover the damage, but ultimately decide that a sofa wedged into a doorway is slightly less than subtle.

At least no one was [badly] hurt.

Marshall sweeping up the ashes

Marshall sweeping up the ashes

For the record, I emailed the appropriate people to inform them of the accident and accept responsibility.  At this point it has been only two weeks shy of 3 months and I have received no response to the holes in my carpet.  I wonder if this means I am not in trouble after all?

Anyway kids, don’t try this at home.  You could burn some valuable arm hair or some cheap Ikea carpet.  And remember the words of Julian, “I love it so much . . . “