Okay, so I cheated this month. The first five tweets are from me, the rest were collected by my good friend, Katelyn. I’m still taking a twitter break while working on a big project for a reunion this summer. So, in no particular order, here are our favorite April tweets. As usual, the Swear Trek tweets give this a PG rating.
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March started out strong, with lots of great tweets. Then I began a huge project for my San Diego Junior Theatre reunion this summer, and I mostly disappeared from twitter. It was a nice break from negativity and bad news.
A few of these are screen captures instead of links, to make them easier to read. Sometimes I don’t see tweets until they’ve been retweeted by others, so the first of these are dated the end of February.
February was a hard month. The Parkland school shooting and the unrelenting bizarre news from the White House made my twitter feed more serious than usual. I’m now following some of the Marjory Stoneman Douglas student activists, as well as the US Olympic figure skaters and a few more authors. I’m still relying on Swear Trek for laughs, which gives this post a PG rating. These begin after the “continue reading” link.
Note: several of these are screen captures instead of links to the tweets, to make them easier to read.
When I was doing my Year End Wrap Up 2017, I had a lot of trouble going back to find my favorite tweets of the year. I’ve decided to do this monthly instead. It’s unfortunate that here the text is displayed at the bottom of pictures/videos/GIFs, and I can’t put helpful spaces in between each tweet. Look for the faint blue lines around the tweets if you’re not sure what goes together.
It’s no secret that I’m a big fan of both Dear Evan Hansen and Matthew James Thomas. It’s no surprise that I’m enjoying the new EP of 3 original songs from Michael Lee Brown, currently the alternate Evan Hansen on Broadway. Matthew James Thomas is the producer, and he’s been tweeting about the project. The EP was released today, so I purchased the download from Amazon after listening to it on Soundcloud. (You can also get it at CDBaby, since it’s nice to support the independents.) Brown’s songs are acoustic and unabashedly optimistic. Give them a listen!
(Be sure to leave a review like I did!)
Normally I approach my Year End Wrap Up with enthusiasm, but 2017 has been a very tough year. Most mornings I wake up with a sense of dread, almost afraid to open up the laptop to see what real-world horrors will dominate my morning news feed. The Stuff That Entertains Me is now more likely to be The Stuff That Keeps Me From Total Despair. Until recently, I used to ignore the news as much as possible; now I probably give it too much of my attention. I’m grateful that I can still turn to books, movies, TV and music to raise my spirits.
I began 2017 watching foreign soaps and making Chad Lowe collages. The year has ended with more reading, less television, and a bunch of new actors on my watch list. I started blogging again, although not as regularly as I’d hoped. There have been plenty of entertainment surprises along the way.
The year started out slow, but then I finally got reading glasses! The two best non-fiction books I read this year were The Lost City of The Monkey God by Douglas Preston and Caesar’s Last Breath by Sam Kean. My summer LGBT reading project was fun, and the books from that post that have stayed with me the longest are Symptoms of Being Human by Jeff Garvin and Spy Stuff by Matthew J. Metzger. The best guilty pleasures this year were the Midnight Texas trilogy by Charlaine Harris and The Bookshop on the Corner by Jenny Colgan. My ambitious Dorothy Dunnett project— reading all 14 Lymond Chronicle/House of Niccolo books—has been a great escape for the last three months. I’m finally in the homestretch! (Whew.)
I had a good year for seeing movies in the cinema. I saw more than usual and there weren’t any duds. Some of them may have been less spectacular than I hoped, but nothing was truly disappointing. The loudest was Dunkirk in 70mm IMAX; I enjoyed the performances from the young cast but the scale of the evacuation seemed anemic. Their Finest was a lovely film and a good companion to Dunkirk. In the superhero category, I enjoyed Wonder Woman, Spider-Man: Homecoming, and Thor: Ragnarok pretty much equally. Guardians of the Galaxy 2 was less memorable, but I enjoyed Baby Groot and the music. I went into Baby Driver thinking, I don’t really care about car chases; I came out thinking, more car chases, please! Beauty and The Beast and The Greatest Showman were visually rich and very entertaining. Older movies included Summer Magic at the Walt Disney Family Museum and Adventures in Babysitting at the Castro Theatre. The cast of Three Billboards Outside Ebbing, Missouri was fantastic, but I had some issues with the movie itself. I’m glad I saw Star Wars: The Last Jedi before spoilers, and I love Rose, but her name bothers me. (It’s very…earthy?) Call Me By Your Name was gorgeous, and I’m now a big fan of Timothée Chalamet. I want him to be nominated for all the big awards, but I worry that winning too soon won’t be good for his career.
This year, I was more likely to watch TV shows on DVD sets from the library. Except for Saturday Night Live, I’ve only watched one hour of network television since September. I haven’t been able to stomach the NBC Chicago Fire/PD/Med shows since they did the Ghost Ship Fire episodes without warning Bay Area folks before the broadcast. I’m still waiting for Code Black to return (what’s up with that, CBS??).
2017 was the year I finally joined the Game of Thrones craze, binge-watching the first six seasons on DVD in early summer. I also FINALLY watched My So-called Life. The Borgias was fun, and I also enjoyed Unit One (Rejseholdet) from Denmark.
Finally, seeing the miniseries When We Rise in the cinema, with the cast, creative team, and real-life activists, was one of my best experiences of 2017.
The DVD movie that had the deepest impression on me this year was The Impossible (2012). I avoided it because I don’t usually like natural disaster films, but Tom Holland was amazing. Older films I enjoyed included As It Is In Heaven (Så som i himmelen) and Saint Ralph (both from 2004). Bob Roberts (1992) is a must-see for predicting many of Trump’s campaign tactics. I ugly-cried through most of The Shack. Megan Leavey and Tanna were happy surprises. The Bronze (2016) had my favorite sex scene, and Tiffany Haddish owned Girls Trip.
I’ve enjoyed the crosswalk musicals from James Corden, especially Beauty and The Beast and Hair. Broadway bootlegs have become a guilty pleasure, particularly anything with Ben Platt. Little Alfie was adorable in his brother Oliver’s coming out video.
As for my own YouTube videos, the Ed Sheeran one has gone over 1 million views. I wish I’d given it a cleaner ending, but I’m still learning to use Shotcut.
My most popular tweets of 2017 were a #DuvetKnowItsChristmas photo and my Academy Award tweet about the White Helmets.
Swear Trek has given me the most belly laughs this year.
Twitter has made me angry, made me cry, made me think. I used to ‘like’ tweets to save the best ones. These days I ‘like’ tweets to show support for political opinions and causes, which means I don’t have time to go back over the whole year to find the gems. Here are some standouts from the end of the year:
I went to the theatre only twice this year, to see Homefront and The Prince of Egypt. I followed Dear Evan Hansen, Ben Platt, and Matthew James Thomas from afar, and I also started reading daily newsletters from Playbill. I may not see many shows, but at least I’m better informed.
I started listening to Ed Sheeran this year, and I also added a lot of Broadway cast albums—Kinky Boots, Matilda, Anastasia, The Band’s Visit, Bandstand, etc—to my playlist. I also listened to lots of Matthew James Thomas tracks from Britannia High and Pippin.
I’ve spent a lot of 2017 reading email news briefs from the Washington Post, the New York Times, the LA Times, and The Guardian. I’m better informed than ever before. I’m also more bitter and angry. Hopefully. 2018 will bring more activism and better ways of coping.
Entertainer of the Year
This year I was more successful than usual at keeping my interests broad and wide-ranging. I didn’t obsess too much over any one actor or entertainer. That makes it harder to choose just one Entertainer of the Year. Some of the honorable mentions: the cast of Game of Thrones, Francois Arnaud, Matthew James Thomas, Ben Platt, Jack Lowden, Sebastian Stan, Aneurin Barnard, Tom Holland, Wilson Cruz, Timothée Chalamet, Swear Trek, and Ed Sheeran. For sheer number of hours spent reading (over 6000 pages), I’m going to have to choose Dorothy Dunnett as my 2017 Entertainer of the Year. (Finally, a woman!)
I am an internet addict. I once used the internet as a tool, but now spending time on the computer visiting the same sites repeatedly has become my primary form of entertainment. Frankly, it’s not very entertaining. I’m not reading books or watching movies the way I did before. So, in order to break out of this bad habit, I’ve made a Lenten vow to cut the time I spend on the internet in half. I’m not counting my work in photoshop, because that’s usually creative. I’m also not reducing the time I spend writing, whether it’s for posts here or messages to friends. These are too important and too satisfying. It’s just not productive to check my visitor stats three times an hour, or twitter or facebook or email or ebay or YouTube. So far, it’s working out okay. I’ve read half a book in the last two days, and I’m even enjoying my time on the computer more than before. I’m hoping that the time I spend away will result in more interesting blog posts, since the quality of what entertains me is reflected here.
I have another confession to make. I spend way too much time on the internet correcting mistakes and submitting complaints. I’m constantly removing my hands from the keyboard and telling myself, “You are not the internet police. This is not your job!” Here’s a good example. Tonight my book club is discussing Willa Cather’s Death Comes For The Archbishop. I got the book out of the library over the summer, kept it for nine weeks, and never got past page fifty. We have a very good rule at book club—you can come if you haven’t read the book, but you can’t join in the discussion. If I don’t go to enjoy the company, not to mention all the wine and snacks, then I’ll just sit at home browsing the internet again. This morning I went to cliffsnotes.com (oh, the horror!) to read the summary in order to follow tonight’s discussion. There was a sloppy error in the synopsis, obvious even to someone who hasn’t read the book, so of course I had to submit a correction to the site. Yesterday I complained to iTunes because I had to enter my credit card number and mailing address just to use the “like” button on an album page. It’s bad enough that you have to waste time downloading an entire software package just to browse their store. Spending less time on the computer will not reduce my urge to correct and complain, but I won’t have as much time to follow through.
I know I need to stay off ebay, but at least I rarely spend money there. I have become fascinated by the selling of cancelled checks as “authenticated autographs.” Seriously. People are auctioning bank checks, either written to or by celebrities. When they’re written to a celebrity, it’s the endorsement on the back that is the valued autograph. Woe to any collector whose favorite celebrity had an accountant that used a rubber stamp! My favorite so far is a check written by Elizabeth Montgomery (Bewitched) to a Hollywood grocery store in 1974. It is the amount that intrigues me. Back in 1974, you could buy an awful lot of groceries for $560. Was she having a party? Somebody has already purchased this gem, but not to worry. There are two other checks written by Montgomery that are still for sale. I can’t help wondering about the more recent checks, with account numbers, addresses, and driver’s license numbers on them. They haven’t been blacked out and can be seen clearly in the images posted on the internet. There really isn’t any privacy anymore. Of course, with paypal and online banking, handwritten checks themselves will soon become antiques from another age.
The other night, I tweeted my intention to spend less time on the internet. I woke up to find a whole bunch of new people following me on twitter. Is this supposed to be an affirmation or a temptation?!
Update: I got a friendly note from the webmaster at cliffsnotes.com thanking me for my correction. ITunes sent a customer service survey asking me for my opinion of the response I never received about my complaint!