Sunshine On My Shoulders

It’s been very balmy in Minneapolis as of late.  A whopping 34 degrees today and yesterday!  New Yorkers would be walking around in UGGS, a scarf wrapped around their necks 50 times, and a huge furry hat with ear flaps.

And to make it worse, it’s often very sunny here.  Don’t get me wrong, I’m not complaining.  But it’s quite the teaser when you’re stuck in the office at your cubicle and you watch that beautiful sun and sunshine come and go and walk out into darkness when you’re done with your day.  Depressing.

I just watched the lighting of the tree in Rockefeller Center on NBC and I don’t know why.  An hour of my life I won’t be getting back.  Don’t worry, I was multi-tasking, at least.

But, I have a question — how have the Rockettes survived the recession?  Doesn’t it seem like all other shows, symphonies, and Broadway are really hurting?

Maybe the Rockettes are different because they’re giving the audience a crotch shot every other second.  Pretty girls and crotch shots.  I suppose that is well worth your $$.  Something people want to go see, for sure.

It does seem like they’ve streamlined a bit — not as many women in the group.  I am happy to see they’ve thrown in the token Black and Asian women.  FINALLY.

I am quite impressed that they are all the same exact size, kick to the same exact height, and have the same exact timing.  Nicely done.

All I can say is that when I was on the pom-pon squad, we could never get it that perfect.  But then of course we had fat girls, skinny girls, short and tall.  I can see why the Rockettes are so stringent on their requirements.  Effective!

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