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sunday, december 20, 1998, 07:50 i just woke up. we got home from the christmas revels show at harvard last night and i, with the best of intentions actually thought about writing my paper for one, brief, moment. that soon ended and i fell asleep on my bed. i just woke up, my lighter digging into my leg and kittens crawling over me with gospel music just having kicked in in the background. the revels were not at all what i expected. though i'm not realyl sure what i expected. whatever it was, this was not it. and can i just take a moment to say that i really do not understand morris dancing. i mean, hi, i have bells on my shins and i'm waving handkercheifs around. and really, that's about all i can say about that. but the show itself was a lot more structured than i thought it was going to be. there was a lot more in the way of, well, a story, the first half the common thread being these three poor guys trying to make a buck on the merry streets of victorian england. like i said, i don't get it. the second half of the show was far superior except for this rendition of cinderella that they included in the middle which they ended with "and i will bring you exotic gifts for twelve days for the wedding" at which point everyone in the audience busted out with the twelve days of christmas. though i'm not really describing the show too well. i think the closest thing i can think of would be a big chorus concert. with costumes. and morris dancers. fun? not at first. but it got better toward the end. though all i could really think about was the fact that i'm really not done with school because i've got this paper hanging over my head. still. curses!
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