Saturday, April 18, 2009

Day 192/365 - Stinkier than Dirty Diapers



Went to my second Nats game of the season and of course they lost again. For the second day in a row they blew a lead in the ninth inning and lost to the Marlins in extra innings. A three-run lead, yet!

Beautiful day for a baseball game, but a bad day to be a Nationals fan. Ugh. The look on this baby's face says it all.

(Taken with my Nikon Coolpix S200)

Friday, April 17, 2009

Day 191/365 - Lunch al Fresco



Today was a perfect weather day in DC, which meant I absolutely had to have lunch somewhere with sidewalk seating. I opted to walk to a little Thai place on Capitol Hill and had the red curry duck, coconut ice cream, and two Thai iced teas. I love Thai iced tea.

So, to recap -- Friday afternoon, Thai food, sunshine, 70 degrees, interesting book, and hot Hill staffers strolling by. Yeah, I've had worse lunches.

(Taken with my Nikon Coolpix S200)

Thursday, April 16, 2009

Day 190/365 - Lysistrata



My first exposure to the ancient Greek playwright Aristophanes' play "Lysistrata" came from my World Lit class in undergrad. I remember being surprised by how funny and, um, earthy it was. I guess I thought anything that old and classic had to be dry and sedate. Although I'd read the play many years ago, I'd never seen it performed live until last night when I caught Synetic Theater's production of it. Technically though, I guess I've still never really seen it performed live.

Synetic's version of "Lysistrata" is more a re-interpretation or re-imagining than a straight production. It's a joint production with the Georgetown University drama department and most of the cast is composed of Georgetown students or recent grads. The play concerns a Greek woman who, tiring of the ceaseless war between her city-state and a rival state that drains their treasuries and destroys their men, organizes her fellow women and the women of their rival state to press for peace. The women's tactics include occupying the treasury building and stealing their men's armor and weapons, but their primary strategy involves a sex strike. No peace, no nookie. The immovable object of war thus meets the irresistible force of sex.

Synetic's production of "Lysistrata" is certainly funny, but a bit disappointing. They settle too easily for the broad, cheap laugh and the efforts to modernize the play come off as heavy-handed and a trifle clumsy. While they've largely maintained Aristophanes' original story, they've done more than a bit of violence to his words. Here's a thought -- when a play has survived for over 2000 years and been hailed as a great work all that time, the less you monkey with it the better. Case in point, the godawful rap sequence. Although I will admit that changing the lyrics of the Eagles' "Desperado" to "Lysistrata" in a later serenade scene was pretty damn funny.

"Lysistrata" is really an odd fit for Synetic. They do best when they focus on telling a story through dance, motion, and pantomime. There's not much of that in this production and what is there is a bit too MTV-ish. "Lysistrata" is more dialogue-driven and that is not Synetic's strength. Stretching yourself and trying new things is fine, but hopefully they'll return more to what they do best in future productions.

The costumes, score, and set for this production are all adequate but not particularly noteworthy. Nothing about any of them really stands out. Similarly, the performances are workmanlike, but none of the actors really shine in their parts. Synetic's production of "Lysistrata" is fine if you're just in the market for a few cheap laughs. Otherwise, you're better off reading the original.

(Taken with my Nikon Coolpix S200)

Wednesday, April 15, 2009

Day 189/365 - No Joy in Mudville



I had a ticket for tonight's Nats-Phillies game, but it was postponed for a date to be named later on account of rain. Oh well, at least the Nats won't lose again tonight.

(Taken with my Nikon Coolpix S200)

Tuesday, April 14, 2009

Day 188/365 - Beer O'Clock



This week's self-portrait is me taking a beer out of the fridge, a process that is repeated many times over the course of a year. Don't worry, though -- there's still more in there if you're thirsty.

(Taken with my Nikon D80)

Monday, April 13, 2009

Day 187/365 - Home, Bittersweet Home



Today was Opening Day for the 2009 baseball season at Nationals Park in DC. The hometown Washington Nationals played host to the defending World Champion Philadelphia Phillies. I wish the hosts had been a little less accommodating to their out of town guests. The Nats lost to the Phillies 9-8. They're now 0-7 on the season and were once again done in by poor pitching and shoddy defense. Ugh.

At least they made it close, though, with a two run rally in the bottom of the ninth inning. Plus I got to leave work early today, sit outside in the occasional sunshine, buy some new swag at the team store, and eat a hot dog and pretzel and drink a beer (followed six innings later by a Coke and an order of chili cheese fries). So in the final accounting I'd still say there were more entries on the plus side of the day's ledger than on the minus side.

Nothing breaks your heart and torments you with renewed hope like love and baseball.

Go Nats!

(Taken with my Nikon D80)

Sunday, April 12, 2009

Twice on Sunday Bonus Photo - Glory Days



For this week's photo from my archives, we reach back all the way to my high school days. I took this shot of the old train depot in my hometown for my 11th or 12th grade photography class. They've restored the depot now, but I think I kinda liked it better when it looked more like a relic from the past than a museum piece.

(Taken with my first SLR, a Pentax K-1000)

Day 186/365 - Happy Easter!



Happy Easter, everybunny!

(Taken with my Nikon Coolpix S200)

Saturday, April 11, 2009

Day 185/365 - Saturday Night Geek Out



Tonight was one of the geekiest and most entertaining nights I've had in a while. My friends Des, Chris, and I went to the Medieval Times dinner show at Arundel Mills Mall in Maryland to eat with our fingers, cheer for the Red Knight, and watch dudes poke each other with lances and whack each other with swords. Then it was off to Dave & Busters to drink (more) beer and play video games.

There was a trivia game I really wanted to play, but I was never able to snag an open spot. And I know I could've rocked at that game, too. Instead I spent most of my time playing a submarine game where you torpedo passing ships in order to win tickets. I wound up with 500 tickets, but they didn't have much worth getting at this D&B, so I just decided to hang on to them.

Then we capped the night off with more drinking at my friends' place while we played Rock Band and Lego Batman on their Wii. It's a bit sad for someone above the age of 15 to admit that they stayed up until 4:15 in the morning playing Lego Batman on the Wii, but I don't care. I had a blast!

(Taken with my Nikon Coolpix S200)

Friday, April 10, 2009

Day 184/365 - The True History of Coca-Cola in Mexico, A Comedy



The effects of global commerce and corporate imperialism might seem an odd subject for a comedy, but it makes for a very funny play. Tonight I went to see Gala Hispanic Theatre's production of "The True History of Coca-Cola in Mexico." In keeping with the theme of the evening, I decided to have Mexican food for dinner before the show so I wandered a few blocks up from the theater's location in the Columbia Heights section of Washington, DC to Taqueria Distrito Federal.

It's tough to find good Mexican food in DC. While there are many people in the area whose families immigrated here from Central American countries such as Guatemala and El Salvador, not many people have immigrated here from Mexico. As a result, most of the local Mexican restaurants are operated by Central Americans. The food is a bit more authentic than Chi Chi's, but it's still not the same. TDF is the real deal, however.

It's a small place, only a half-dozen or so tables inside and three on the patio out front. It's fast, cheap, good, and authentic. Well, as authentic as Mexican food gets in the U.S. anyhow. I don't know if you can ever exactly duplicate a national or regional cuisine in a restaurant in another location. It never tastes quite the same for some reason. TDF is definitely good, though. I ordered the Combo #3, which is five tacos, the dessert of the day, and a drink for only $13. It was one of the cheapest pre-theater meals I've ever had.

TDF has about a dozen different types of meat fillings for their tacos and you can pick and choose what you want in them. I opted for two pork tacos, one chicken, one bbq goat, and one bbq beef. The chicken one was a little dry, but the others were yum. The dessert was a tasty slice of flan and my drink, given the play I was seeing, had to be a Coke.

As I learned from the play, Mexico's per capita consumption of Coke is second only to that of the U.S. "The True History of Coca-Cola in Mexico" is a two-person play about a filmmaker and a performance artist from Seattle who decide to go to Mexico to make a documentary about American cultural and corporate globalization as symbolized by Coke's infiltration into Mexican society. The pair of actors that form the cast play a wide range of parts throughout the course of the play, including: the filmmakers; the tourists, farmers, and resort community workers they interview for the documentary; various figures from Mexican political history; and, in one particularly hilarious scene, the characters on a telenovela.

In their quest to document the extent to which American corporations have exploited and manipulated the Mexican people, the two filmmakers (who despite their loudly professed ideals are just as ignorant, patronizing, and chauvinistic as those they criticize) themselves exploit and manipulate a family of poor farmers in order to jazz up their documentary. While they start out to be liberators, in the end they wind up being just another kind of oppressor (although that's a fact that they themselves never seem to recognize).

The play is quite good and flows well, with the exception of a music video recreation scene at the end of the first act that just doesn't fit and doesn't seem to serve much of a purpose. The two performers are excellent and the set design, though simple, is effective. Gala Theatre itself is housed in an upstairs portion of the old Tivoli Theatre, formerly the most opulent movie palace in DC. Some of that opulence survives in the ornate ceiling of the theater, but it's not much compared to its former glory as revealed in the historical photos that line the walls leading to the theater.

"The True History of Coca-Cola in Mexico" is part ironic comedy, part satire, part history lesson, part political argument, and all good. And if you go to Taqueria Distrito Federal for dinner beforehand, it's even better.

(Taken with my Nikon Coolpix S200)

Thursday, April 9, 2009

Day 183/365 - Halfway Home



For this week's self-portrait we have me standing in the middle of the George Mason Memorial Bridge (aka the 14th St. Bridge) that links Virginia to DC. Not only am I in the middle of the bridge and the middle of the Potomac River here, this is also the midpoint on my walk home from work. It's 50 minutes from my office to this point, and another 50 minutes from this point to my apartment.

This seemed like the perfect spot for today's shot given that this marks the midway point in my 365 project. I've got 182 days behind me and another 182 days ahead of me. I never thought I'd make it this far. My guess was that I'd quit the 'photo a day' thing after about a month. I'm glad I decided to do a 365 project, but I'll also be glad when it's over. It's gotten to be a bit of a grind.

Some people go on to do a second and third year. Not me. It'll be nice to be able to go back to taking a photo when I feel like it rather than having to do a shot each and every day. I may do a second 365 project 5 or 10 years down the road, but I don't see myself doing another one any sooner than that.

(Taken with my Nikon Coolpix S200)

Wednesday, April 8, 2009

Day 182/365 - Post-It Note Impression No. 4



I hadn't done one of these in a while, so I figured I was overdue for another Post-It Note impression.

Quick, who am I this time?

(Taken with my Nikon Coolpix S200)

Tuesday, April 7, 2009

Day 181/365 - Big Change



This is a close-up of the change dish sitting on my dresser. I need to take all this change to the grocery store and dump it in the coinstar machine and convert it into real money. You'll notice there are no pennies here. That's because I throw pennies away.

People always look aghast when I tell them that. I just don't see the point in holding on to pennies. It's not worth the effort. Whenever I get pennies back from a purchase, I dump them in the trash. I've been doing that since I was in high school.

Hanging on to pennies is more trouble than it's worth. You save them up for years and put them in a big jar or something and after all that time what do you have -- a few bucks. Ehh. The return isn't worth the hassle.

(Taken with my Nikon Coolpix S200)

Monday, April 6, 2009

Day 180/365 - High Brow/Low Brow



Today was a pretty apt summation of my random and eclectic interests. This afternoon, I attended a rehearsal of the Simon Bolivar Youth Orchestra of Venezuela in preparation for their concert tonight at the Kennedy Center. Then tonight, I met my friend Chris at the theater in Georgetown to see the new "Fast & Furious" movie. Both were entertaining in their own way.

The Youth Orchestra was excellent. The kids were very skilled, talented, and energetic and the conductor was so lively it looked like he was dancing at the podium. The movie was escapist fun. It's essentially a two-hour long adolescent male fantasy of fights, guns, good buddies, fast cars, and hot women.

It's good to be well-rounded.

(Taken with my Nikon Coolpix S200 and processed using Microsoft Publisher)

Sunday, April 5, 2009

Twice on Sunday Bonus Photo - Shadow Over Venice



For this week's bonus photo from my archives we have a shot I took on my recent trip to Venice. This was taken from the campanile, or bell tower, in the Piazza San Marco and shows a broad view of the city and the shadow of the tower itself.

(Taken with my Nikon D80)

Day 179/365 - Are You Ready for Some Kickball?



I obviously wasn't, given the way I looked like a discombobulated doofus at the plate. Today was my kickball team's first game. We pretty much got clobbered. I'm not exactly sure what the score was because Adriana and I were chatting and lost track of the innings, but I do know they scored a bunch and we didn't score any. That's a sure recipe for losing. Especially against a team as competitive and hardcore as our opponents were.

We barely made it once through our kicking order and in my one turn at the plate I let one go by for a strike, took one for a ball, hit another off my knee for a foul, kicked another one foul, and then when I did finally make legal contact it was just a weak dribbler back to the pitcher and I was out by a mile.

I did a bit better during my one inning in the field when I played short right field. All I did then was run over to back up first a couple times in case of an overthrow that never happened, but at least I was in position anyhow. I definitely need to work on my kicking. Turns out that adults pitch the ball much harder and with vastly more spin than do the 6th graders I last played against about 20 years ago. Go figure.

After the beatdown, we adjourned to the Exchange, the official after-game bar for our division, and went through pitchers of beer like Sherman going through Georgia. At the bar we played the drinking game flip cup against the team that had just beaten us at kickball. They're the nefarious team in purple on the left above.

I'd never played flip cup before and I was only slightly less abysmal at it than I was at kickball. That will certainly be much more fun to practice than my kicking will be, though.

(Taken with my Nikon Coolpix S200)

Saturday, April 4, 2009

Day 178/365 - Cherry Blossom Festival Parade



Today was the parade kicking off the Cherry Blossom Festival in Washington, DC. I'd never seen this parade before, so today I forced myself to get out of bed earlier than I wanted to and went to check it out. It was a pretty good parade. It's sort of a smaller scale version of the Thanksgiving Day Parade in NYC. There are marching bands and floats and usually there are balloons as well, but the high winds today grounded the balloons.

And at the end of the parade, instead of Santa in a sleigh, we have the Easter Bunny in a carriage. Apart from the wind the weather was perfect -- sunny and warm. It was a great day to be standing on the corner watching a parade go by.

(Taken with my Nikon D80)

Friday, April 3, 2009

Day 177/365 - Everlasting Moments



A few days back my friend Pia invited me to go see the foreign film "Everlasting Moments" with her and tonight we both finally had a free night to go. The movie chronicles the experiences of a Swedish family in the early 1900s. The style of the movie is similar to the realist movement in literature in that it doesn't feature a strong central plot that drives the narrative, but instead focuses on the ordinary details of the ordinary lives of an ordinary family. As such, it proceeds at a very leisurely pace and meanders a bit in spots, but it is a journey worth taking.

One of the central themes of the movie is the search for fulfillment and happiness. For the coarse, abusive brute that is the family's husband/father, this search initially leads to the illusory joys of alcohol and adultery, and later to caring for an injured horse. For the eldest daughter, it's her desire to become a teacher. For the eldest son, his desire to become a scholar. But the movie's primary focus is on the wife/mother of the family's quest for happiness, a search which leads her to discover photography.

Photography is in many ways the deus ex machina in this movie, working to push and pull the characters in various ways. At the beginning of the movie, the eldest daughter who narrates the film recounts how her mother won a camera in a raffle with a ticket purchased by her eventual husband. When he said the camera should be his given that he paid for the ticket, she said he could only have if he married her, which he then did. The camera, however (a portable Contessa with a collapsible bellows), is quickly packed away and forgotten, only to be rediscovered many years later when the women is cleaning house. She takes it to a local photography studio to sell it, but the proprietor of the studio convinces her that she should at least try the camera before she sells it.

She does, and quickly discovers that she has both a passion and a skill for photography. Her talent for photography eventually leads to her selling a photo to the local newspaper, taking portraits for her neighbors and later for merchants and more well-to-do clients, and also serves as the seed for her unconsummated affair of the heart with the studio owner.

From the end credits, it appears that the movie is not a work of pure fiction but is instead based on the lives of an actual family as recounted in the reminiscences of the eldest daughter. The movie is interesting and compelling, if a bit long-ish, but don't expect slam bang action or neat resolutions to difficult questions. In the end it's a realistic portrait of people's lives, much in the way that a photograph is, and real life is seldom sensational or tidy. But, just the same, life is worth living and this movie is worth seeing.

(Taken with my Nikon Coolpix S200)

Thursday, April 2, 2009

Day 176/365 - Elizabeth Rex



Another evening at the theater for me. This time the theater in question was the Keegan Theatre in the Dupont Circle section of Washington, DC, where they were staging a production of the play "Elizabeth Rex." Before the play, I stopped by Nage, a sexy little bar and restaurant a few blocks away from the theater, for dinner.

Nage is a cozy, red-tinted, snug, sensual little nook of a place that shares space with a Courtyard Marriott hotel. A big chalkboard by the entrance lists the daily specials and the options for the $35 three-course, prix fixe meal. The service and cocktails are excellent and the food was pretty good. I started things off with a cantaloupe martini that was particularly luscious. Instead of the standard bread and butter Nage serves bread and hummus, which was a nice switch. For my three courses, I opted for a wedge salad, pork chops with risotto, and rhubarb upside down cake. The salad was good, although they went a little heavy on the dressing. The pork chop and risotto were well-prepared, but a bit bland. Then again, unless you drench it in jerk seasoning or drown it in mustard sauce, it's hard to get much pizzazz out of a pork chop. The rhubarb cake was quite yummy.

I probably should've have gone with my first inclination and ordered the goat cheese baklava appetizer and grilled scallops entree from the regular menu instead of deciding to be thrifty and take advantage of the prix fixe. I'd likely have enjoyed those dishes more. Still, I'd say Nage is worth taking a flyer on. It's an ideal spot for drinks and a pretty good option for a meal.

After I got my belly stuffed, it was off to the play. This was my first visit to the Keegan Theatre. It's in the middle of a quiet residential street and is housed in a small brick building that was originally the gymnasium of a private school. Although it is purely a work of fiction, "Elizabeth Rex" is based on a historical incident. On the night before the scheduled execution of her lover, the Earl of Essex, Queen Elizabeth I of England engaged William Shakespeare and his band of players to distract her from her grief over having had to sentence the Earl to death for his part in a conspiracy against the crown.

"Elizabeth Rex" takes place in the barn of the Queen's estate just outside London. Due to a curfew imposed until after the execution in order to prevent a civil disturbance, Shakespeare and several members of his company are forced to spend the night after their command performance in the barn. Unable to sleep, the Queen joins the players in the barn and has them keep her company to further distract her from her sorrows. The discourse between the Queen and the actors hits on the play's core themes of love and loss, gender roles, and the dichotomy between the people we are in private and the parts we play in public.

It's a excellent piece, well-written and powerfully performed. The set design and costumes are quite good and the cast is admirable, with the exception of the actors portraying Shakespeare and the Queen's counselor. In the case of the latter, given the minor nature of the role the casting of a weak actor is insignificant. However, placing a poor performer in the part of Shakespeare, one of the central characters, is another matter. The producers did strike gold though with the casting of the actors portraying the Queen and the dying actor Ned, who square off against each other in several scenes. Both performers invest their parts with a great degree of power and pathos without being hammy or overwrought. It's almost enough to make up for the miscast Shakespeare.

(Taken with my Nikon Coolpix S200)

Wednesday, April 1, 2009

Day 175/365 - I'm on TV!



April Fool's!

This week's self-portrait is a shot of me playing the part of a private detective in an old movie on tv. Thankfully, it's no April Fool's Day joke that my cable is working again at last. After a week and a half with no tv, I'm finally able to resume rotting my brain out with vulgar tripe. Bring on the bread and circuses!

(Taken with my Nikon D80 and manipulated using Microsoft Publisher)