i had a delightful evening tonight.

bethy and i went downtown to see phil's play--"the eight: reindeer monologues." after getting off to a late start, we finally figured out where the show was being performed and went in. the "no admittance under 14" had transformed to "no admittance under 21." what does this mean? it means the bar is open for business! we ordered long island iced teas.

now i'm becoming the long island iced tea conissour (sp?) in my short time being legal--even i was amazed watching the creation of this drink. normally, the alcohol involved will fill approximately 1/3 to 1/2 (on a really strong one) of the glass. this bartender literally filled the glass 3/4 of the way with alcohol, then the lemon juice, then a splash of pepsi. i was amazed. this drink was STRONG. i almost didn't think i'd be able to drink it, and i drink these things like water all the time.

but like the champs we are, bethy and i rallied and consumed the demon drinks while watching the show. let me say--theatre + alcohol = one very satisfied victoria. and the show was really good. very dark--started off funny, but went really dark by the end. everyone did an excellent job (although some of the monologues ran a bit long--*cough* DANCER *cough*), and my phil-dog represented beautifully. the show was about an hour and a half without intermission, and at the end, bethy and i quickly decided that we needed to walk around downtown before even thinking about driving home (did i mention that this was the mother of all long island iced teas???).

church street was beautiful--no clouds, just stars, and while chillier than during the day, the night was beautifully warm--is it really december??? so we wandered about and finally went to manhattan's for what seemed to be the greatest pizza ever. it was nice to be able to talk and relax and have fun for awhile--get away from the pressures of finishing up classes and all that bullshit.

and home by 11 to do work. how great is that???

happy vickie.