So today Next to Normal is closing. I won't be there since I'm sitting home with my cheeks swollen up like Winston Churchill. Got my wisdom teeth out on Friday. Anyway, I'm not emotionally shattered. I'm sitting here with ice on my face and listening to A Little Brains, A Little Talent. It had a better run that I ever thought possible. I never got to see Marin Mazzie, but there are worse things than that. Lotta memories. At least I get to keep those.
In other news, Spider-man's opening was pushed back again. Its amount of previews now exceeds the entire lengths of Ragtime's run. I hope you're damn well pleased with yourself, Julie Taymor. Cause nobody else is.