I cook like Betty Crocker and I look like Donna Reed.
Sunday, January 24, 2010
Back to Before
I just stumbled upon my first-ever Broadway ticket. It's from the days when ticket-takers actually ripped the tickets instead of just scanning them. Jesus, who remembers back that far? It's from the 2 pm performance of Beauty and the Beast on December 1, 1996. Fifth row at the Palace. I remember that I hated it and was terrified by the loud noises. I remember every single show I've seen since then. The best was Ragtime or August: Osage County. The worst? Shrek. Definitely Shrek.