The Line
Greetings again, Avid Reader! It's been a wild few days after the ad:tech NYC conference, yet another Boston trip, a Broadway stop, and more. My last post gave a recap of our night at Nobu 57, so I'll start from there.
A Bee-Line to Boston. I overnighted in Boston for an industry awards ceremony this week. Colleagues from my sister company and I -- Cyndi and Seth who you met at Nobu! -- rented a limo and picked up clients with champagne toasts in the stretch. It was a great ceremony to be at and we had an awesome time. The best part of the night though was running in to Beau Hebert -- a long lost friend from my Canlis days! Beau was the 2nd male server Canlis had ever hired right after the 1996 remodel. He was there a couple of years, then moved to Florida. But there he was at the MITX event in Boston this week! It was great to catch up.
Unfortunately, I lost my camera in Boston -- LONG STORY -- but gained the trust and friendship of the Westin Boston Waterfront General Manager and will be taken care of on future visits there. Note that this also means NO PHOTOS of the limo and the gang on that adventure. Eye-yah!
A Chorus Line. I was also invited to go to 'A Chorus Line' on Broadway this past week! It's a show my friend John Weaver will tell you I'd never touch with a 10' pole, but I went with my manager and enjoyed the show for sure. I can see how it was the 'RENT' of the 70s and really pushed the envelope on several issues: sassy & liberated Sheila (*shocker!*), abused & honored Paul (*so personal!*), out & flamboyant gays (*gasp!*)! I thought that the story was timeless enough that it could be updated... or die along with the blue-hairs who packed the revival with me. It's good enough to last a lot longer, but could reference George Clooney and not Troy Donahue, you know? That said, I enjoyed it altogether -- who wouldn't, it's Broadway!
The Fine Line between Love and Hate. I'm learning that there's a fine line regarding this city, and that line is beginning to blur. Specifically what I'm learning is that there are so many things here you really just can't control -- horns honking, packed subways, vomit-inducing cab-rides, unbearable humidity -- I could name so many more. I'm beginning to learn that I much prefer to have the choice rather than be forced to be constantly plugged in or packed in or honked around. I'd love to live in Manhattan without having to live in New York City. It's that line and I'm just not sure which side of it I'm on just now.
A Bee-Line to Boston. I overnighted in Boston for an industry awards ceremony this week. Colleagues from my sister company and I -- Cyndi and Seth who you met at Nobu! -- rented a limo and picked up clients with champagne toasts in the stretch. It was a great ceremony to be at and we had an awesome time. The best part of the night though was running in to Beau Hebert -- a long lost friend from my Canlis days! Beau was the 2nd male server Canlis had ever hired right after the 1996 remodel. He was there a couple of years, then moved to Florida. But there he was at the MITX event in Boston this week! It was great to catch up.
Unfortunately, I lost my camera in Boston -- LONG STORY -- but gained the trust and friendship of the Westin Boston Waterfront General Manager and will be taken care of on future visits there. Note that this also means NO PHOTOS of the limo and the gang on that adventure. Eye-yah!
A Chorus Line. I was also invited to go to 'A Chorus Line' on Broadway this past week! It's a show my friend John Weaver will tell you I'd never touch with a 10' pole, but I went with my manager and enjoyed the show for sure. I can see how it was the 'RENT' of the 70s and really pushed the envelope on several issues: sassy & liberated Sheila (*shocker!*), abused & honored Paul (*so personal!*), out & flamboyant gays (*gasp!*)! I thought that the story was timeless enough that it could be updated... or die along with the blue-hairs who packed the revival with me. It's good enough to last a lot longer, but could reference George Clooney and not Troy Donahue, you know? That said, I enjoyed it altogether -- who wouldn't, it's Broadway!The Fine Line between Love and Hate. I'm learning that there's a fine line regarding this city, and that line is beginning to blur. Specifically what I'm learning is that there are so many things here you really just can't control -- horns honking, packed subways, vomit-inducing cab-rides, unbearable humidity -- I could name so many more. I'm beginning to learn that I much prefer to have the choice rather than be forced to be constantly plugged in or packed in or honked around. I'd love to live in Manhattan without having to live in New York City. It's that line and I'm just not sure which side of it I'm on just now.
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