| I took R to see "WHO'S TOMMY" at the Merriam Theatre yesterday afternoon. It was sort of a surprize, were-going-out/Valentine's Day thing. Only it wasn't quite a surprize at the end seeing how he figured out where we were going. I had bought the tickets a month or so in advance and later realized what weekend it would fall on. So I got a few weeks of intrigue and curiosity out of him, even though I was dying to spill. R, lover of surprizes that he is, didn't actively seek to find out where I was taking him -- he confessed it just kind of dawned on him one day listening to the advertising on the radio. I believe, but not certain about it, that the cast was all British. The musical itself was incredible. I love The WHO (their concert last 2 summers ago was definately killer) and was familiar with the plot of the play/musical, even though the first time I saw it live was last night. Which is why I was a little suprized that the director chose to change the story, having the Father die instead of the Boyfriend. The rest of the continuity adhered to the original play, even conserving the "Uncle Ernie Scene", which could have been ruled out by the Politically Correct Fairy for alluding to child molestation. (god knows how many sickos are going to Google search my page for that!) And speaking of going out, R and I were dressed up, as he was taking me out to dinner afterward. R looked all smooth in a suit and eye-matching blue shirt, and I had on a Little Black Dress. But some people! Do some of you look at yourself in the mirror before going out of the house? I know it was a 2 o'clock showing, but damn, don't come out looking like you just picked something out of your closet that you bought at Jamesway 15 years ago for Krissakes! The pregnant lady sitting next to me was wearing low-rise jeans and a black materity shirt to cover her swollen tummy, but the pregnant lady can do what she wants. Don't mess with the pregnant lady. But the rest of you -- no excuses. The scariest person I saw definately wins the prize for his Don't-Leave-the-House ensemble. He looked like a clone for the serial killer guy in Last Action Hero. (i know, it's a cheesy movie, but dammit, that's what he looked like) Shudder. We walked around the city for a bit to kill some time before dinner. None of the resturants opened before 5 p.m., and it was very warm for February, and has been all winter. I think I've seen a total of 8 inches of snow all season, very unusual for Philly and Southern Jersey. to be continued...
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