If you're planning to be in or around Chicago this New Year's Eve, and are looking for something a little different to ring in the new year...check this out:
Join us at The Armageddon Radio Hour New Year's Eve!
The Armageddon Radio Hour" takes place in a tiny radio studio in an American metropolis sometime between 1943 and 1945. It was a time when radio was king and the sponsors ruled the airwaves. Programs like "Amos and Andy", "The Bickersons", and "Lights Out" were all the rage and President Franklin Delano Roosevelt held the nation in his palm with his regular fireside chats.
It also takes place on the eve of what some say is the end of the planet. It seems that rumors have been spreading that DUNBAR®, a monopolistic corporation that manufactures everything from gum to GWAT®, has inadvertently set off a chemical chain reaction that will level the very Earth, leaving only a scorched cinder floating in space.
And it's a comedy!
This is a great NYE deal and a fantastic way to celebrate and ring in the new year. Your $60 ticket includes two complimentary drinks, pre-show appetizers and a champagne toast at midnight...not to mention a fantastic show with new scripts, songs and tons of laughs!
Sunday, December 31, 2006 at Apollo Theater, 2540 N. Lincoln Ave.
Tickets are $60.00
Call the Apollo Theater Box Office to reserve your seats at 773-935-6100. Mention the word "RADIO" and get $5 off per ticket. Total to you is $55 per ticket!
Or, if you prefer to order online, click the link to TicketMaster and make sure to pick the $50 web special (we took $10 off those tickets to combat the evil Ticketmaster fees...so your total cost is $56.25 per ticket...just $1.25 more than calling the box office.)
Your pal,
WNEP Theater*
*It should be noted that I am a company member for WNEP Theater. Therefore, while admittedly biased, I can recommend this event without any shame, as this is a really fantastic evening of entertainment, with food and drink and good times!
I'm a'fearin' I won't be able to post in a timely manner this weekend, so I'm gonna cut to the chase and wrap up the Scary Santa-a-go-go with the two pics that are tied in my heart for "most awesome."
Growing up, we had this odd gold Santa...head...thing...that hung on the wall. It was very dark in tone and fairly creepy as holiday decor goes. It never struck me as strange until I grew older and realized that most people had colorful, smiling Santas around their home. And while I was never struck with fear, as this child seems to be, I'm sure it had it's effect on my seasonal demeanor...so I feel ya, kid. I feel ya.
If I could truly create my own Santa, this guy would fit the bill. It's not just that he looks the part, it's all in the attitude. His reaction to three screaming kids is the reaction we all need while dealing with the highs and lows of the family+holiday. I can only hope to embrace the roller coaster with as much humor. Go on, Santa. It's your freaking birthday.
Merry Christmas to All and to all a Good Night.
On Monday, I closed on my refi of the condo, which was a huge weight off my shoulders. By Tuesday, all gifts that had to be mailed were mailed. On Wednesday, my boss treated our team to a lovely late lunch and gifted us with cookies made by his family, chocolates from Long Grove and a bottle of vino. In our monthly "answer this question and win a cool prize" that a unit of my company does, I replied (for the first time ever) and won probably the best award they've done - a DVD of Full Metal Jacket, autographed by R. Lee Ermey. Last night I finished my christmas shopping. Tonight, I'll crash out with Der Olive, watch a movie about one war and think about another. Tomorrow is our girl gang Feista de Navidad, which gives me an excuse to hit one of my favorite shops, The Cheese Stands Alone. Stinky cheese me, please! Sunday is for my family celebration and on Christmas proper, I'm hanging with a friend as we nosh some chinese food and catch a flick.
It's official. I win! I'm going to do my best to really slow down over the weekend and enjoy my friends and family. Take a deep breath before the craziness of the ARH NYE run-up and relax while the gettin's good.
As I survey my good fortunes, I know there are many folks who won't get the chance to spend time with friends and family, who won't get to eat fancy lunches or stinky cheese. Who don't get an opportunity to nap with their faithful pet. Folks who are in the middle of a desert trying to reconstruct a life, or trying their best to restore some peace. People without shelter or resources. Folks who are just lonely and alone.
I wish them all peace and hope in the coming year. Of course, wishing for peace doesn't always bring about the results you want, so I also made a small donation to a charitable foundation.
It doesn't take much to make a donation. You don't have to be Bill Gates. Working with a non-profit, I know that every dollar counts. So do yourself a proper and give a little bit. Skip a couple lattes and pass on a few iTunes over the next few days. Donate $20 to an organization that will give someone, somewhere a bit of grace.
If you don't know where to start looking, you can check out the Charity Navigator, or better still, look around you. Look at your family, your neighborhood, the news. Focus on something that stirs you and send it there. For me, all paths seem to lead to the war. With Newsweek reporting 25,000 casualties (dead and wounded), I am giving my donation to the Disabled American Veterans. I do not believe this war was right. But soldiers need our support, especially those coming back with challenges that their young lives have not prepared them for.
Peace in 2007. Peace.
If ever there was a meeting of the minds….
I am a full grown woman, and this Santa scares the crap outta me. Mi dios. If I didn't know any better, I'd think he was gearing up to brain Susie with whatever he's got in his hand. And I think Susie suspects.
Seriously. This kid is about to go Braveheart all over that guy. Rain down some candy pain. With one deft motion that candy cane will find an orafice on Santa that is in need of some peppermint goodness. You have been warned, fat man!
Today's job market for "Department Store Santa" is cutthroat! It's dog eat dog in this biz, and a Santa needs to stand out from the crowd to score that plum and well paid gig. Let's face it, real-bearded Santa's make sweet, sweet coin! But only if they are "silver foxes" and not "crusty hairballs." I know this hairdresser whose ONLY clientele during the lead up to Thanksgiving are Santas. From beard-relaxers (to make them soft and not scratchy) to hair coloring (to bring out those soft silvery accents…and lose that creepy yellowing), some Santas know that their first impression on each and every kid is a memory to be cherished (or haunted by) forever! Still, in their efforts to look jolly and spry, some Santa's go a bit too far in the salon. Take this guy... Not only does his shirt seem a little too, "I've been following the Dead all summer!" circa 1986, but those curls! ....those curls....they scream, "I got a home perm from Toni!"
Ack. My thievin' days seem numbered. They must have gotten wise! No longer can I piggy back on some local WiFi connection from home. So, I'll have to triple up today to catch up! What is that old wives tale about how only children and dogs have the innate innocence to see ghosts and fairies and crap? Well, they also share the ability to sniff out a Santa who's not up to snuff. Exhibit A: I am told that this lab was barking like CRAZY at the red velvety man and was pulling away from him the entire time. (Notice how Santa has to lean in for the shot? But he doesn't lean too close! Unlike a 9 month old, who'll just pee on you, Spot will take a chunk out of your bowl full of jelly and go back for seconds.
Let this be a lesson to you, children. Even when you grow old enough to learn that you have legs and can use them to escape the clutches of the velvety red man…sometimes, the universe will throw stones at your head. In this case, your siblings, much like zombies under the influence of an evil zombie overlord (namely, your mother), have been instructed to impede your exit by any means necessary. Including use of the deadliest of school yard manuevers…the coat choke.
If you're planning to be in or around Chicago this New Year's Eve, and are looking for something a little different to ring in the new year...check this out:
Tickets for The Armageddon Radio Hour New Year's Eve are on sale!
New Year's Eve is less than two weeks away! Don't wait until the last minute to get a great deal on a fantastic way to celebrate and ring in the new year...get your tickets for The Armageddon Radio Hour New Year's Eve now!
Sunday, December 31, 2006 at Apollo Theater, 2540 N. Lincoln Ave.
Tickets are $60.00
Call the Apollo Theater Box Office to reserve your seats at 773-935-6100. Mention the word "RADIO" and get $5 off per ticket. Total to you is $55 per ticket!
Or, if you prefer to order online, click the link to TicketMaster and make sure to pick the $50 web special (we took $10 off those tickets to combat the evil Ticketmaster fees...so your total cost is $56.25 per ticket...just $1.25 more than calling the box office.)
Either way you choose to order, you'll get a GREAT DEAL on a GREAT NIGHT of entertainment!
Your ticket includes two complimentary drinks, pre-show appetizers and a champagne toast at midnight...not to mention a fantastic show with new scripts, songs and tons of laughs!
Your pal,
WNEP Theater*
And look for our ad in this week's DOUBLE issue of TIMEOUT CHICAGO!
*It should be noted that I while I am a company member for WNEP Theater. Therefore, while admittedly biased, I can recommend this event without any shame, as this is a really fantastic evening of entertainment, with food and drink and good times!
