Thursday, August 03, 2006

I bet your dad could beat up this dad.

Last night I took my lovely wife to go see the Broadway production of The Lion King. Well, we went to the Philly version of the Broadway production of The Lion King. Tickets for this thing went on sale last year and I got tickets for Kym for Christmas. So, she's been looking forward to it for 8 months now. On Monday I had a softball playoff game and if I won, the next game was last night, but we suck and we lost, so I got stuck going to see some fruity play. I've only been to one other show in my life: Stomp. It gave me a headache.

The show starts with some lady screaming in African (is African a language?) and the stage fills up with all these slightly disturbing looking people prancing around in extravagant animal outfits singing about some "Circle of Life" or whatever. It was big and beautiful and loud and bright and I thought to myself, "I wonder if Chase Utley got a hit yet."

So, Simba is born and the kid who plays young Simba is actually entertaining and I'm enjoying it. blah, blah, blah, and we met Simba's evil uncle Scar. He's not all that scary, but when he leads Simba to the elephant graveyard with the hyenas, it's actually a little frightening. I'd say about 20% of the audience was kids and I can only image a lot of them were scared. We go through the show and there's a lot of boring scenes, and there's several scary scenes with the two main bad-evil hyenas, and the dopey sidekick hyena, Ed. Fast forward, Scar and hyenas are removed from power, Simba's king, we go home and get our daughter from my parents house after not seeing her for longer than either of us have gone in two months.

We go home, I see Chase Utely got two hits, I go to sleep. And I have nightmares. Nightmares about two evil guys who beat and kill people and have a dopey sidekick, Ed. And they kill Ed and they start chasing me and I wake up and I have to pee and I realize how much of a pussy I am. The End.

12 comments:

The Other Half said...

oh i saw the lion king a couple weeks ago here!! it was awesome!! you are a pussy though

miss kendra said...

i'm pretty sure that it's ok to be scared of the lion king.

if you're four.

The Pink Kitty said...

>enter Nelson: Ha-Ha!

Leezer said...

Timophil:
My husband loves plays and the symphony and stuff like that; I hate them. I would rather go to a Mariner's game and drink beer. Go figure.

Anyhow, I'm sure your dream means that you are now a father and have the responsibility of your sweet child, Kenslee-Simba, to worry about. This is affecting your subconscious. Or maybe you're a pussy.

Softball Slut said...

I would be upset that my team didnt win in softball but hey that is just me


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Melissa said...

I dragged The Boyfriend to Jesus Christ Superstar for my birthday one year. It also happened to be the night of the World Series Championship. During Intermission he ran outside and called his friend for updates. As soon as it was over, he rushed me home, and took off so that he could see the last five minutes. Luckily there was an accident and he missed the entire game. And that, ladies and gentlemen, is what happens when you ignore my birthday. Oh yeah, and you're a pussy.

Chuck said...

When you got up to pee did you sit or stand?

We went to see the Birmingham version of the Broadway production of The Lion King last year....I was ready to leave before the intermission.

TinaPoPo said...

See, we should have switched places. I was in the mood to go to an African-themed, Disney-inspired musical in Philadelphia, and yet I had to sit on the couch with Andrew and see if Chase Utley extended his streak.

It's a cruel, cruel world, Tim. No wonder you have hyena nightmares.

Brookelina said...

I'm embarassed to know you. Oh wait, I don't know you. Thank God.

Pussy.

Think Frustrated said...

Who the hell is Chase Utley?

Pussy.

Brookelina said...

I was only kidding.

Jazz said...

Ummm, that is hystarical. I think I've found a new blog to make me laugh daily! Thanks for finding me. lol.