Thursday, July 19, 2012

Day 93: Snappy Sushi

Two outings in Davis Square in a week!  After work, E. and I snapped up some sushi at Snappy Sushi in Davis before rehearsal for Rumors in Arlington.  It's too rare E. and I have one-on-one time these days, and even rare that it involves sushi, so it was a welcome treat.

Our read-through tonight was absolutely the best yet in terms of quality (if a little abundant in terms of quantity -- we have quite the chatty crew :)).  I have high hopes for this production.  Something I never got to hope for in high school plays was that they would actually be _good_!

Perhaps I'm becoming a bit of a broken record when it comes to reporting for duty on Thursday nights, but I won't give myself too much grief, because they usually rock.  Post-rehearsal live-band-karaoke this week was a lot of fun.  Ok, bear with me for one nerdy / mundane second while I relay the following boring story.  Boyan (the leader of the ominous, anonymous group B11) had posted online today that there would be three new songs for our live-band-karaoke enjoyment.  If you (yes you, reader) had to pick three current songs that one might add to such a list, which would you pick?  Think songs that are way over-played but somehow you hate to love and love anyway -- ?  If you picked that song by Gotye, the call me maybe song that has been meme-ed to the white house and back [sidebar: I was told I look like Carly Rae this past weekend at the wedding, which was weird until I realized she's not all that young], and the song by Fun that goes like this - "Toonniiiiiight we are yoooouuuuung " - then you are right.  Bnap and D rocked the former (er, the first) and I very much wish I'd passed out business cards with my digits on it for my rendition of Ms. Jepsen's masterpiece.  The best part of all that is that we don't have to do them again.

This reminds me of the best pick-up line that has ever been used on me.  It was at a party in Central sometime last year, and I believe it was perpetrated by a very nice (if exceedingly nerdy) grad student from systems biology or something, and it went a little like this: "May I have the integer representation of your contact information?"  If only I could recreate the voice.  [I facebooked him instead -- such a product of my generation, I know.  Honestly Carly Rae is giving a throwback when she asks us to call her maybe -- why don't we just send her a gchat instead?  So much easier.]