The Play That Goes Wrong, The Night That Went Right

When I was a kid my parents always took me to The Theatre. So one of my New Year's resolutions was to revive that tradition and see a play at least once a month. I find it both inspirational and restorative. 

The availability of funds and freedom makes this challenging, so whenever I get an ad/email for a Broadway show that says, "tickets starting at $39" I hunt down that seat like it’s dinner and I’m starving. It usually ends up being the last seat, in the last row, halfway behind a pole. But I don’t care. I’m in the building! 

When I saw "Three Tall Women,” I was sitting so far away from the stage that all I could see were three short, blurry women. 

Last night I snagged a last minute ticket to see “The Play That Goes Wrong" again. (Yes, it’s THAT good). Because it was a discount ticket I expected to be somewhere in the way back but I ended up in an orchestra seat! 

Yeah Baby! I was In! The! Building!

And I look forward to being so again on Sunday, 10/21, to see my friend Nicky Sunshine’s solo show: Confessions of a Massage Parlor Madam, 6PM at Broadway Comedy Club in NYC. 

You should be there too!

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