Update. XANADATE!

Great news, everybody, we got a new office pencil sharpener! The old one would choke and sputter if you didn't put the pencil in exactly so, and you'd be afraid it would start spewing sparks and smoke and set the whole place aflame starting with your stray hairs. It was time for a replacement. Sigh. Life's like that. One day you're lively and whirring and getting plenty of wood jammed in your hole, and the next you're cast aside for the next generation with their trendy lines and smooth faces. Even though it's the same old ugly stumpy pencils, suddenly you can't measure up.

Luckily, MY life's not like that because I don't date old people who only use me for my body... which is really the only category of people that metaphor fit. Moving on, I'm seeing Xanadu again. I guess it's Boys' Night so it'll be all G's and their G friends. Reception to follow. I am excited except instead of like last time when I sat in the on-stage audience and stared at Cheyenne Jackson's ass the whole time, this time I will have to look at his face and arms. I can adapt.

To conclude, watch this but not for 2 straight hours like I did because it's pretty much the worst best gameshow ever made.

Xanadu

Xanadu! Xanadu-woo-woo! Now we are here IN XANADU-OO-OO-OO!

Ok, I saw this show last night, and it was the most fantastic thing ever to grace a Broadway stage. It's based (a bit loosely) on that ridiculous movie from 1980 with Olivia Newton John. The show last night starred Kerry Butler and Sex.

We had on-stage seating, which was a ton of fun. First, I got to stare at the sexy man's ass the entire time. (I guess for the sake of Google search hits, I should say his name is Cheyenne Jackson naked. He has a lovely voice.) Anyway, it was fun, and I made my Broadway debut as a dancer! They gave us all glow sticks so we could get up and dance during the Finale. Mine was blue and I still have it with me glowing in my bag. Ooh, also, the girl playing Calliope sat next to me at one point and I ate her popcorn and she complimented my hair because we were both fake redheads.

Anyway, I don't know anything about theater and I'm not going to pretend I do. But every one of those actors was spot on and having the time of their life. Kerry Butler was hilarious and charming, and I sorta want to marry her. My friends were commenting that the finale was tighter than it had been in the past, which is good. I didn't really notice because I was too busy trying not to look retarded with my glow stick.

So anyway, I wanted to recommend this show to everyone who might ever consider being in New York. But you should see the movie first or it won't be as funny. You might also want some background in theater, Greek mythology, 80's fashion, camp, and gay culture.

In fact, just BE gay for a night, ok? I won't tell.