The show begins with Burr coming onto an empty stage in that burgundy coat. "How does a bastard, orphan,“ etc. Everyone else comes out in their off-white “storyteller” costumes, the ones that allow them to represent everyone and no one. Daveed is both Jefferson and Lafayette; Jasmine is both Peggy and Maria. Even Hamilton doesn’t have that brown coat until Eliza puts it on him. (Later she takes it from him and Burr gives him his blue soldier’s coat, which killed me.)
In other words, every single character is able to take off their identity except Burr. From the moment he first appears, the only character in a distinguishing color, he’s branded, and by the end of the song, he tells us why: I’m the damn fool that shot him.
Now I’m the villain in your history.
Hamilton can be forgotten (not necessarily a mercy, since that was clearly his greatest fear), but Burr doesn’t have that luxury. From the very first scene, he’s stained with wine-red. He’s not permitted to let us forget what he’s done.
Your ambition should be to get as much life out of living as you possibly can – as much enjoyment, as much interest, as much experience, as much understanding. And not to simply be what is generally called a ‘success.’
He sounds like one of those high school students that don’t really fit in with any group so he just agrees with things he knows people want him to say while his face is saying something completely different.
This is all in my head and not at all real....on this time line anyway. (Cheers for the multiverse!) If CH asked me to marry him it would not be with a ring older than time and space. It would not be some gaudy pseudo romantic flowers and shit. Here is how it would go down:
We head to his place after celebrating the 10th year of At Midnight. It was an epic battle between Ron Funches, Doug Benson and Nikki Glaser. I’d tell you who won but that would be a #Spoiler ;-).
As I peruse the various take out menus for a possible place to satisfy our hunger, he tells me he has a surprise for me. We head to his library. I sit in the large over stuffed leather chair in front of the fire place. He gingerly kneels before me holding out a box. It’s not a typical box. It’s rather long and rectangular. “Oh you shouldn’t have? A vibrator pour moi?” I say coyly. “No, it’s something even better.” he says with a wink. (God I suck at dialogue.)
I open the box, it’s a replica of the 11th/12th Doctor’s sonic screw driver! I catch my breath for it is the item that I have wanted for so very long. Still, it gets better when he says the following (not for you dear reader, for imaginary me):
“Oh my hoper of far flung hopes, dreamer of improbable dreams, would you do me the honor of traveling with me though out all of time and space in my TARDIS?” He said as he wrapped his hands around mine which was around the 11th Doctor’s sonic.
“I would be deeply honored to be your time travel companion.”
We kiss, which is as awkward as you’d expect two nerds kissing can be. Then we order Thai food, watch Doctor Who and fuck all night. “Who’s a very naughty time lord?!?!??” (You TRY getting that image out of you head! ;)
But that will never happen. In the 90′s I was indifferent to him. I was reminded of his existence when Adam Carola was on his little podcast called the Nerdist podcast in 2010. For over a whole year I knew him as a voice. Then there was the CH’s message to Emma Stone. Oh the #werepanther story!
I met him on October 14, 2011 at the Gramercy Theater in NY for a Nerdist thing. I gave him a platinum TARDIS key chain and he took my heart. It’s funny, the moment I met him, I wanted to cuddle with him. I will love him for all of my existence though time and space.
(I can’t make up my mind if he looks happy or scared to death of me. Matt Mira has come a long way. Jonah Ray is ....Jonah. Truth be told, I love all three of these guys.)
I Have Found What You Are Like
i have found what you are like
the rain,
(Who feathers frightened fields
with the superior dust-of-sleep. wields
easily the pale club of the wind
and swirled justly souls of flower strike
the air in utterable coolness
deeds of green thrilling light
with thinned
newfragile yellows
lurch and.press
—in the woods
which
stutter
and
sing
And the coolness of your smile is
stirringofbirds between my arms;but
i should rather than anything
have(almost when hugeness will shut
quietly)almost,
your kiss
Sorry, I’ve tried, but I am tired so tired of everything I am just…I don’t know anymore. I don’t see the point in anything anymore. I don’t see it getting better, and I especially don’t see why I should bother. I just can’t right now. I will try to hold on a little longer, but I am not making any promises. If I make it till tomorrow, then I make it, but if not, well thank you really thank you for everything. Please don’t think that this is your fault either, it isn’t. I really love you all, and this isn’t a cry for help either, this is just me telling you, that I am to that point, that is all. That I can’t take it much any longer, and I may or may not end it all tonight. I won’t leave my name on this post either, if I do end it all I don’t want to be remembered for this, but do know that it was my choice and my decision and that it’s no one’s fault, but mine. Please don’t hate me for this, I am just being honest, and I am really sorry, so sorry for everything.
-tennydr10confidential
(by the way only using the gif to show emphasis on what I am feeling at the moment that is all.)
I’m aware that no one really gives a shit. Here is my me update. I’m profoundly sad but I’m mostly resolute that I still exist. My back woke me up at 2am. So I’m also tired on top of it all. The Doctor says I tested positive for all 4 test for mono. So I have a reason why I’m falling asleep. The cure.....sleep.
I did have a rash in November. I wonder if that was the evil virus showing it’s ugly head.
So my body is being a huge disappointment. I’m emotionally empty. So basically everything is normal.
I have the Nerdist Favorite Comedian to record today. I have my level 3 showcase this week. It’s an important week. We’ll see how that goes.
