So every homo and their mother saw Patti LuPone in Gypsy this weekend except ME. I’m told by more then one person she was FABULOUS! This concludes the big gay portion of the Blog. I went to see the the show that the Tribune and the Sun Times raved about, The Boys Are Coming Home, a musical take on Much Ado About Nothing set in the 40’s after WWII ends. Perhaps I’m missing something but the usually generous Christopher agreed. It was a nice show, but just not rave worthy. The audience, most of them in their 70’s were far more interesting. It was hard for me to figure out if they were just being older and unaware or just being assholes and pretty soon I decided on the latter. They don’t move out of your way and when they want to have a conversation their favorite place seems to be in the middle of an aisle or why not just stop directly in front of you? Of course lines don’t apply to them either. George Costanza had the right idea when he knocked the woman with the walker out of his way to escape the fire.

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