The thing about really good theater -- it's transcendent. It somehow allows you an insight into humanity.
Truly great theater gives you a glimpse of something in yourself that perhaps you didn't know was there.
Last night I went to this very important theater event.
I saw something in myself.
It was my inner 60-something southern slut dressed in mauve. Turns out, my inner Blanche is a drag queen.
I guess, somewhere inside, I knew this already, huh?
Sunday, May 06, 2007
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