FEBRUARY 3, 2002



We arrived at the St. James about 2:30 .

It was fun to see that people have to stand in line outside big Broadway theaters, too. I'm always concious of lines outside my own theater. It was comforting to see that the St. James lobby was virtually nonexistant. This was one impressive line! It grew so long it extended all the way to 8th Ave.

We opted for a stylish entrance and waited til close to curtain time to head in. There was literally no lobby. I felt like I was boarding an airplane. The only thing missing were the metal detectors. Big bags were checked. I was carrying Mike's shopping booty, but was allowed to carry it into the theater as I pretended it was going to fit into my jacket pocket. We were directed to some side stairs to gain access to the balconies. We soon found ourselves in the mezzanine. The last time I felt this way holding a ticket, was in 1989. M. T. Mennino had scored 10th row floor tickets for a U2 concert at The Aud in Buffalo. It was the same feeling again. As we got closer to the front and center of the mezzanine, the more I kept shaking my head in disbelief. When we were on the aisle of our row, I actually said out loud, "You've got to be shitting me." I was incredulous. The folks in front of me were a little shocked that I could be unhappy with my seat. Quite the contrary. I was wating for someone to tell me I was in the wrong place. The seats were absolutely fabulous. Honestly, it was like sitting in the loge of the Reg Lenna. All we could do was to sit down and look at our programs to make sure we were really in the right place.

I was still shaking my head as the lights went down. Mike was smiling ear to ear. I'm sure I was doing the same.

Well, I could spend the rest of the night writing about the show, but I'm not going to. All I will tell you is that it's the best thing I've ever seen. Go see it. It doesn't matter that Nathan and Matthew are out of the show now. This show has legs. The supporting cast is hot enough to carry this thing off, no problem. Well, it might be a problem without Cady Huffman,

if you know what I mean. : ) I really enjoyed the show, especially Roger Bart and Gary Beach.

These guys really had me going at one moment in the show. I almost completely lost my shit. I won't give it away, but I started laughing so hard I couln't stop. I really, really almost lost it. Whew! If you get the chance, don't miss this one. I'm sure it will tour, but they'll never capture all of the magic this one has at the St. James.

Almost three hours later, we said goodbye to Leo and Max.

The lights came up and the show was over. We made our way out of the theater and started our journey back to Jamestown.


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