Cari Stewart

Friday was the last day of my internship. Reports were finished, sushi was eaten, my desk was cleaned, mugs were taken, and tears were shed. I walked through the city and rode with subway with sunglasses on to hide the evidence. We’ll see what self-control I can muster when it’s time to say goodbye to New York…..

P.S. I hope some of you caught my reference in the title.

For those of you who were not aware, Wicked is amazing. Diana and I were able to go the week she was in town and it rocked our socks right off. As a testimony of how good it is, I was possibly the one person in the world that was not a fan of the music – excluding a few songs – but I still fell in love with the show. There were parts that literally took my breath away. The singing was amazing. Glinda was so funny. And the sets were perfect. I will admit, however, that I will not be purchasing the soundtrack (and not just because I steal other people’s music in order to avoid spending money on media). This may not make sense, but I would not want to listen to the music everyday, but I would want to watch the show everyday. Without seeing the characters, the music just sounds like a bunch of crazies belting out weird songs. In conclusion, it’s an AMAZING show.

The Air Guitar Championships were in Brooklyn and Deven, Shelley, Diana, and I had the honor of attending. I have been joking for a while that I am training for the Air Guitar Championships, but you better believe this is not a joke for these people. One guy quit his job in order to train. Naturally, the best air guitarists were those who actually played guitar. Which begs the question, “If you are actually able to play the guitar, why are you spending your time air guitaring?” The answer, of course, is because it is totally awesome. Why play a real guitar, when you can rock out with just a pick and atmosphere?