Wednesday, January 28, 2009

Mid-Winter Summer's Dream


On Thursday night, I met up with Amy, Aaron, and Javier and watched Man on Wire. The documentary was very well done, interesting, and even a bit suspenseful. Unfortunately, I think Philippe Petit is one of the most self-centered men to walk the planet, let alone a tightrope between the twin towers of the World Trade Center. It should be exciting to see if this Oscar-contender brings home the statuette. On Friday afternoon, I had lunch with Teresa and went to the anatomy practical. I met up with Risa and Jon for dinner at the Spaghetti Warehouse. We finished up with plenty of time to head over to the Wortham Center for the opening night performance of A Midsummer Night's Dream.Appropriately, this mid-winter opera marked the midway point in our season ticket subscription. Midway through the show, we enjoyed a glass of wine and appetizers at the young professionals social. As far as operas go, I thought the production was a bit too bizarre for my taste. Fairy king Oberon was peculiar with his ornate feather mohawk, ghostly pale makeup, Michael Jackson leather pants, and girlishly high voice. Picture Boy George or Marilyn Manson. Little kids scampered about as fairies of the forest, resembling eerie albino nymphs. The set was very simple; a large green canopy of saran wrap-looking material played a surprisingly prominent role. The enormous tarp heaved and sighed, undulated, grazed the ground, flew back up into the rafters, and breathed with life. The characters crawled under it, walked over it, wrapped themselves in it, slept on it, hid behind it, and sung beneath it. For official Houston Grand Opera commentary, check out THIS video on youtube.I studied on Saturday. Sunday was spent with Joseph and Tiffany as we accomplished quite a bit academically: anatomy review, pathology midterm, and our immunology homework. Now, I should be working on my pharmacology homework for tomorrow instead of blogging. Perhaps I'm not keeping my 'all studying, all the time' New Year's resolution, but I certainly am refraining from biting my fingernails. Check out these untarnished tips!

2 comments:

Sarah said...

It sounds and looks like you had an action-packed weekend, Becky! At first glance of the photo of your fingers, I thought you had gotten a nice French manicure. Wow - nails sure can look good without biting...what's your secret? I've been trying to stop Paul from biting his nails for years!

Sue Thilo said...

Catching up on my Blogs! Never a dull moment in the life of the Bubba - movie, ballet, studying, fingernail growth...