I’m sure every can relate with me, but last week was just one of those weeks. Two exams, a paper, and a ton of reading to do. Alas, I made it through. I am alive and well, with a great weekend behind me.
I saw Temple’s spectacular production of Urinetown, which two of our lovely MCPC residents, Nancy Markloff and Sara Leidich, helped with. They did a great job and so did everyone else involved. If you’re not familiar with the story of Urinetown, well, it’s a satirical comedy where peeing is a privilege. It really has to be seen to understand, and even then, it’s still possible not to understand it.
I was up at 4:30 a.m. Saturday to catch a bus to Washington D.C. to visit my folks. I spent the entire day catching up on the family news and looking at Smithsonian exhibits. A few are worth quickly noting:
The Hope Diamond is in a new setting. This may not mean much to you, but my family watched several documentaries on the likelihood that the Hope Diamond is the same diamond as the famed French Blue (which it is, most are convinced). Again, probably means little to most others. It’s also Warhol on the Mall this fall. I got to see his Shadows piece, which is a little different from his more popular pop culture artwork. Check out a picture here, but a trip to the Hirshhorn is well worth it. My parents’ favorite was the Ronald Reagan exhibit at the American Portrait Gallery. While I could definitely appreciate the exhibit, I wasn’t as emotionally impacted by the experience for an obvious reason-my age. Quite honestly, I saw enough art on Saturday to last me for the rest of the year.
On Sunday, the last day of the weekend unfortunately, I caught up on my sleep that I skipped out on all week and got scared with a great group of MCPCers in the Terror Behind the Walls at Eastern State Penitentiary. We got there around 9:15 p.m. and didn’t get back until, let’s say, 1:15 a.m., but it was well worth the wait and $7 (thanks, PSAB!). Intricate theatrical costumes and make-up lurked around every corner, and well, some scares too.
It was just another week at TempleU and another weekend in Philly and a little bit (okay, a lot) of D.C. It’s all good.