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Feb. 12th, 2011 10:01 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
geebsSo what super ghey thing did I do this afternoon? Watched Bring It On: The Musical at the Alliance Theater. Hey, I liked Bring It On, and I like musicals, so I thought, why the hell not? Plus, it was about to finish its run here in Atlanta by next week before going on the road, so I thought I better do it now while I have the chance. I'm always talking about wanting to see this or that show, but never doing it, so I figured it was time to do something.
It was actually pretty good. Its its own story, but I've only seen the first three, so at the very least its not based on any of those. Although it definitely has elements of the third one though (the one with Hayden Panties Are Airy). The choreography is pretty good, which of course includes a lot of cheerleading routine-ish stuff. And some hip hop. It was amusing to hear all the whitebread folks around me be all "Oh, I really enjoyed those hip hop routines". But yeah, there was also a surprising amount of rap in this also.
Heh, I'm straying dangerously close to douche-y Britta territory here, but I was wondering if the subrurban white folks taking their aspiring cheerleader daughters to this would be scandalized by the one cross-dressing black dude character (La Cienega), but I guess its the 10s now. Though this is also the south.
Anyways. it was a fun show, I liked the routines and the songs. I was kinda disappointed they didn't release a cast recording or something, because I really enjoyed some of the numbers.
I was also planning to hit the firing range today to balance things out with something more manly, and was on my way there right after the show. But then got a text from the ex-roomie saying he and![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
phatjoe where heading to Ipps for dinner at 6. So I rushed to get over to the former's house on time since I got the text at a quarter til. Driving like a maniac, cursing and threatening grievous harm to all the slow ass drivers in my way and wot-not. I really need to calm down when it comes to that sort of thing, I didn't really need to rush that fast, it wasn't a hard deadline anyways.
Anyways, we try to go to Ipps, but the wait is an hour plus. So we ended up going to Fires of Brazil. I suppose I have a lot of pent up aggression, because I was getting annoyed at the "freakin' amateurs" eating at the place. I dunno, I'm of the opinion if you're gonna go to a Brazilian Steakhouse, you better be a serious eater. Like it totally frustrated me to see certain meats not get to me because the waiters were wasting their time with people who weren't eating a lot, like chyx and children. I was like, "Hey, stop wasting the waiters time and let him give the food to someone who wants to eat it!"
It was an incredibly expensive dinner, but good as always.
It was actually pretty good. Its its own story, but I've only seen the first three, so at the very least its not based on any of those. Although it definitely has elements of the third one though (the one with Hayden Panties Are Airy). The choreography is pretty good, which of course includes a lot of cheerleading routine-ish stuff. And some hip hop. It was amusing to hear all the whitebread folks around me be all "Oh, I really enjoyed those hip hop routines". But yeah, there was also a surprising amount of rap in this also.
Heh, I'm straying dangerously close to douche-y Britta territory here, but I was wondering if the subrurban white folks taking their aspiring cheerleader daughters to this would be scandalized by the one cross-dressing black dude character (La Cienega), but I guess its the 10s now. Though this is also the south.
Anyways. it was a fun show, I liked the routines and the songs. I was kinda disappointed they didn't release a cast recording or something, because I really enjoyed some of the numbers.
I was also planning to hit the firing range today to balance things out with something more manly, and was on my way there right after the show. But then got a text from the ex-roomie saying he and
phatjoe where heading to Ipps for dinner at 6. So I rushed to get over to the former's house on time since I got the text at a quarter til. Driving like a maniac, cursing and threatening grievous harm to all the slow ass drivers in my way and wot-not. I really need to calm down when it comes to that sort of thing, I didn't really need to rush that fast, it wasn't a hard deadline anyways.Anyways, we try to go to Ipps, but the wait is an hour plus. So we ended up going to Fires of Brazil. I suppose I have a lot of pent up aggression, because I was getting annoyed at the "freakin' amateurs" eating at the place. I dunno, I'm of the opinion if you're gonna go to a Brazilian Steakhouse, you better be a serious eater. Like it totally frustrated me to see certain meats not get to me because the waiters were wasting their time with people who weren't eating a lot, like chyx and children. I was like, "Hey, stop wasting the waiters time and let him give the food to someone who wants to eat it!"
It was an incredibly expensive dinner, but good as always.
