Wine and Stream of Consciousness and Peter Pan


So here are my thoughts on last night’s Crying in Ubers viewing of NBC’s Peter Pan Live! They’re highly edited because *wine* (specifically I had written out the word hashtag a lot), but highly entertaining and educational. Here. We. Go.

Okay. T minus 10 minutes. I have NBC on. They’re interviewing Ariana Grande. Ugh. Can we just all thank the lord they didn’t cast her in this thing? We’d be unable to understand anything even before drinking! Such marble mouth, Anyway, I have the lights dimmed, candles lit (seriously), and my significant other, Sauvignon Blanc, right next to me.

Guys, this Whitney Houston biopic looks amaaaaaaaaaaaaze. I Will Always Love Yoooooouuuuuuuuu….. after last night just waiting for the Mariah Carey Lifetime Movie. It can’t be far off. Plus, after that NBC disaster, Mariah might agree to play herself.

I’d like to point out that I’m watching this sitting up in the living room rather than in my bed because, like, professionalism.

Holy Shit, Billy Bush just said this was going to be 3 hours long. Is it too late to back out?

Okay it’s starting. I already forgot the rules.


Look, at this point (like five minutes in) I’ve forgotten my own rules and playing the game and attempting to blog and tweet at the same time is too stressful. Taking a Klonopin. Taking another. Still…. I CAN’T TAKE THE PRESSURE.

Okay, I’m pretty sure I’ve had this problem since the cartoon. What makes this mother think that a shaggy Newfoudland is capable of childcare? Like you can’t possibly be that bad a mother. True, I think Tim Allen did a movie where he became a dog like that but a) I’m fairly certain that hadn’t come out yet when this takes place and b) is human Tim Allen even capable of childcare? Just something to hashtag ponder. Hashtag ponder? Maybe I should ease on the wine. Oh well, rules are rules.

Wait, this is live….how are they making this tiny Tinker light? OMG GUYS. DO YOU THINK NBC IS IN POSSESSION OF REAL FAIRIES? Did they get them out of Ariana Grande’s butt?!! (ed note: Hi this is Nicki the morning after….I never meant to reveal my theory that there’s a fairy kingdom in the very unsexy **rant for another time** Grande’s butt, but I guess it’s out there now)

Okay, within seconds of Allison Williams appearing on screen/stage I’m like no. Chug. Although I’m into the shadow. I’m just now realizing Peter Pan was the first thing I ever saw on Broadway. awwwww. I was like five so I can say I was probably not this drunk. But definitely cannot promise it definitively.

I assume everyone was laughing at loud at Allison Williams right? The accent. The movements. Allison Williams. Nope, it’s the accent.

So maybe I’ve never seen Hook, but I’m definitely daydreaming about Once Upon A Time. Do you guys watch that show? It’s amazing. Hook in it is insanely hot. Guyliner for the win. Ew I just said for the win. Drink three times for self punishment.

Did anyone else wish Jonah Hill was playing Peter instead of Allison when I’ve Gotta A Crow started? Certainly everyone, right?

I tweeted about Peter possibly telling Wendy, “Gesundheit.” Don’t think I didn’t have to Google that to figure out even an even remotely correct spelling.

I forget, do Peter and Wendy hook up? Peter and Tink? Is there a threeway? Marnie goes Lez. HAHAHAHHAHA she said “Girls!” That’s the name of her HBO show!

I want to play Peter Pan it’d be fun. But like boobs (even if i were ano enough).

There’s this annoying girl in one of my classes who was like why have Allison Williams play a male Peter Pan and not make it a female character? (actually maybe it wasn’t the girl I hate but there is a girl like that in that class) It’s like hellooooo this whole story is based in sexism. The whole reason Wendy gets to come to Neverland is to be a maternal figure/wife to this island of boys. If there were girls in Neverland this whole story of the Darlings would be a nonstarter. Whoa. Shit just got real. Feminism.


I’m hungry. I’m considering using the annual Crying in Ubers budget to pay someone to go downstairs and meet a post mate in the lobby because I am that dedicated to horribly chronicling this for literally 2 people I know and 10 randos in like Kazakstan to read. Jk, we don’t have an annual budget here at Crying. I am using literally all my dispensable income (read: allowance from my dad) to keep my domain. And yes, I said we as if implying there’s more than one weirdo running this shithole. Maybe I’ll hire someone if I can find the money. That person’s job would consist entirely of getting my food from the lobby. Also holding my hair back tn? Jk…maybe?

OMFG, that is soooooo Smee! (It doesn’t matter what I’m talking about here. Fuck if I know)

The Christopher Walken as Captain Hook Center for Children who Can’t Pirate Good and Want to Do Other Stuff Good Too.

The Neverland set looks like the centerpieces at a low budget Bar Mitzvah. RIGHT?!

I’m just now realizing that I really wish Michelle Trachtenberg was in  this. Not sure as which character, but definitely in it. Because everything’s a little better with a little Georgina Sparks. See: Harriet the Spy. Also, the guy from A Fault in Our Stars. I didn’t see it, but he was adorbs and I have the feeling he’d have killed it as a Lost Boy.

Tangent (not that everything else hasn’t been): I love Jimmy Fallon and Justin Timberlake as the voices of the iPhone 6. Like genius. But I’d like to go on a rant. Well rant-lite. Why are literally all tech commercials now just like voices with the device floating in vast white nothingness? Literally, THEY’RE ALL THE SAME NOW. Remember when we got more than hands? Hi, I’m a Mac. I’m a PC. CLASSIC JUSTIN LONG! (Dodgeball!) Also like Intel used to like bring people into the store? I don’t know. I’m just nostalgic.

Did Christopher Walken do a movie about Ping Pong? I feel like he did. Did he look basically the same in that movie? I feel like he did. I’d rather be watching that. Maybe I’ll watch after. I love his mole.

So at this point, an hour and a half in, it seems abundantly clear that Tinkerbell is not being played by an actress. Also, Cara Delevigne is NOT in this. Apparently she is in an upcoming film version with Hugh Jackman. Which makes a lot more sense. The film part, not the Hugh Jackman part. Although….

I clearly found myself singing along with the boys during I’ll Never Grow Up. My roommates loved it. Encore! Encore! they cried. Oh wait. nope they were like, I hope you’re speeding on the way to the club trying to hurry up to get some baller or singer or something like that and try to put on your makeup in the mirror and crash, crash, crash into a ditch, not playing.

WENDY IS BATSHIT CRAZY. Like, she’s delusional. Get an American Girl Doll or something. Bitch be tripping. Bitch is thirstyyyyyy. That means horned up right? Or is it salty? What does salty mean? I never know how the kids are talking. I’m such a square.

Call from my mom: “How is it? How’s Christopher Walken? He seems like he’d be too drunk to do it” Me: “Is he an alcoholic?” Mom: “No. I just think he would.”

I’ve spent a long time tonight working on my Christopher Walken impression. It’s gone from atrocious to ew literally stfu. 


2 hours in i’m happy to report i’ve resorted to just having an imaginary conversation with myself doing my Rebel Wilson and Christopher Walken impressions. I’ve failed you all. As a journalist. I apologize. It’s on par with, like, the whole Genoa plot line on last season of The Newsroom.

Okay can we talk about The Newsroom? The first season was atrocious. but I watched of course because it was back in the days when I was obsessed with John Gallagher Jr. (what if they did Spring Awakening next year?! Not theatrical enough so they’d never, but bewbs) and Don is douchey enough to make that actor super hot (if he’s hot enough for Olivia Munn, he’s hot enough for me. Aaron Rodgers tangent? No. Focus Rez!). Second season was markedly better and this season is low-key amazing. I DON’T WANT IT TO END!!! Is there a new episode this Sunday? Okay…I have something to look forward to even as the weekend ends. Score.

Peter Pan just told me to clap if I believed. I did. And then I chugged the rest of the bottle. The end.

Nevermind my roommate end I ended up talking about stuff. Maybe because I’m so attracted to Walken. #cackler ed note: How are those 2 things related. Also maybe only one friend who probably won’t read this will understand cackle **girl looking down emoji**


what the fuck i’m literally yelling at the screen WENDY IS THE WORST MOM. SHE’S WORSE THAN HER MOM. SHE’S WORSE THAN NANA.

I’d really like to end it on that note. And please let it sink in how awful a mother Wendy is. Please. That is the most important takeaway.

Thoughts from before I gave up (aka from the first 5 minutes):

Minnie Driver. Drink.

This dog is confusing….


Does the dad call the mom “mother?” This is weird. I don’t like the Darlings.

PoppyCock. hahahahhaahhah. Cock



Okay I actually like Allison’s costume. Also her body is great. But her shadow seems a little chubs, no? Also out of sync?


First Impressions

If I became an actress worked on a movie with Jason Bateman, I’m pretty sure I would introduce myself by saying: “Hi, I’m a big fan. I just loved you in Teen Wolf Too!”


So that’s what I’m going with to set the tone of this blog. I really really would say that to him. I have no idea why I’ve planned this out in my head- I have no acting ambitions, but it’s just one of those things where I know exactly what I would say in a certain (preposterous) situation.

Truth is, I don’t really know what this blog is going to be yet. I decided to start it when in one day, I watched an old episode of Ugly Betty (please don’t ask…I have no logical explanation) and read my friend’s blog for the first time after she tweeted a link to a post about Oscar fashion predictions. But mostly I’m doing this because I really really don’t want to be cleaning. Originally, the idea was for a fashion blog, but I didn’t want to limit myself. Plus I have no interest in modeling OOTDs —- YOU’RE WELCOME, GUYS! It’ll probably be a mix of written posts and stand alone pictures… I don’t know I’m kind of just playing around here.

Now, about the title……

I spent a long time considering what to name my blog and this is what I came up with? I spent the better part of an hour thinking of semi-fashion related names most of which I liked, but didn’t love. Although now that I’m already committed to Crying In Ubers, I did just think of Netflix and Cashmere which I really like. Another gem just now?: Rez Says. Okay obviously that’s awful, although after that whole Teen Wolf lead in I could be serious. After deciding not to use anything with the word “psycho” (you never know who might read this in the future), my title finally came to me.

Whatever direction I go with this blog, the name sums me up pretty well. Although, I really could have gone with Crying In Ubers and Then Tweeting About it but it’s too late and that’s a bit wordy. I promise to write a post on why crying in Ubers is the best, but I will leave you with a tweet of mine from May 2013: “’If there’s anything you’ve taught me, it’s that ubers are for crying’ I’m so glad I’m such a great influence”*

*I wonder who said this to me….theories to come in aforementioned future post

**I should also mention I had a very short lived blog when I worked at Teen Vogue a few summers ago, which had the very clever web address JustCallMeLC… especially considering I have never seen Laguna Beach/The Hills etc. Here’s the link if you want a laugh