I saw the back of Placido Domingo's head!
Dec. 6th, 2011 12:39 pmI went to Madame Butterfly at the Met last night. Not my first opera, but my first opera at the Met and my first time with this particular opera. My goodness, that was amazing.
( Well, that's what you get for marrying a 15 year old, jackass )
The one real problem with going to the opera is that it's loooong. I mean, I didn't mind at the time--comfy seats, engrossing performance. But it meant I didn't get home until almost 12:30 last night. Where I discovered that Chuckro, on autopilot, had put the chain on the door and I was locked out. He didn't hear me knocking. I finally had to call him on the phone from the hallway. He punished himself for that one--I only had to wait an extra minute. He was the one who had to wake up in the middle of the night to let me in.
( Well, that's what you get for marrying a 15 year old, jackass )
The one real problem with going to the opera is that it's loooong. I mean, I didn't mind at the time--comfy seats, engrossing performance. But it meant I didn't get home until almost 12:30 last night. Where I discovered that Chuckro, on autopilot, had put the chain on the door and I was locked out. He didn't hear me knocking. I finally had to call him on the phone from the hallway. He punished himself for that one--I only had to wait an extra minute. He was the one who had to wake up in the middle of the night to let me in.