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Unlimited



"Unlimited, my future is unlimited."

I find it stirring that just as I have arrived at that place in my psyche, I am attending the event in which that is a prevalent theme.

I am perambulating (thank you thesaurus.com for giving me a much needed synonym for "traversing"...) into the wonderful world of Oz flipped on its side in the tale that is "Wicked". I am elated! It is my fifth time to see the show and I am more excited because it is my brother's (Brandon a.k.a. Bran Flakes) FIRST time. He loves the show and it makes me happy to know that a "straight" can enjoy the realm of Oz and its intricacies and its eccentricities as much as me... well, almost.

I have been doing my own "eleka nahmen ah tum ah tum eleka nahmen" chants so the cast is ready and there are no understudies. I want this to be an unparalleled experience for all the "Wicked" newbies including my bro, my sis-in-law, two nieces, and my niece's boyfriend.

My future IS unlimited... together, we're unlimited...

And you'll be with me,

Like a handprint on my heart...

In whatever you do, DEFY GRAVITY,
Dustin Ashley

Postscript for poppets: I adore the two pictures I posted that I found online looking for an Elphaba design that not everyone had seen. Click on the second one and look at how the artist cleverly used lyrics from the opener, "Wizard and I", "Defying Gravity", "No Good Deed", and a deliciously nefarious quote from the book. I think it is perfect and is now my laptop background. Also, the first visual is a drawing that I feel captures Elphaba in all her magical glory and sensuality. :-)

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Meg said…
I'm so jealous.
June 30, 2009 at 11:35 AM
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