So, Patrick's boyfriend, Diego, brought him to New York for his birthday and when he was planning the trip, Diego asked me for suggestion of shows to see. What else could I say but Metamorphoses!!

They got into town on Tuesday, and we decided to go see the show for the Wednesday evening and meet at the rush line at 8.30a. Of course, I didn't get there until 9a since I am always startled by the profusion of traffic that blooms at rush hour and never manage to time my arrival properly (and what's my excuse for always being late when it's not rush hour?), but they were there in the front of the line.

I still mean for the next time I go to be farther back in the line so that I can see the show from a different angle, but this time we got the first three seats for the evening show and rather than being in the centre section, they were the three end seats in the audience right section, so it turned out to be slightly different after all.

They took us out to lunch at work yesterday, I wasn't certain why, I was actually a little suspicious since usually we get taken out after the end of quarter horror, and we are just now heading into the end of quarter horror, so I thought that perhaps The Evil Overlord was buttering us up for something even more horrible, but it ended up just being a lovely lunch.

Long, though, two and a half hours that I had to clock out for, and I couldn't stay late because of the show, so there wasn't an awful lot of work that got done, and I totally went off WW as I stuffed myself with shrimp cocktail and spaghetti bolognaise and tiramisu but I decided to let the boys go to dinner by themselves rather than joining them (they went to the all meat all the time restaurant that Patrick specifically requested info of, having remembered it for lo these two and a half years since I originally went there) so it certainly could have been worse.

Though if I had gone it would have been a complete waste of money on my part, since I was still full from lunch when I arrived at the theatre.

On my way to the theatre, I passed a guy on the street who I am certain was Jody, whom I have not seen since doing the very first show on this list back in '96, but I did not stop to converse. A few steps later, I ran into Michael, who directed me in Rehearsal at Versailles, about halfway down that same page, who was going in to see Oklahoma.

As I went into the theatre, because I wasn't certain whether Patrick and Diego had already taken their seats, the usher who was searching the bags said to me:

"I've seen you before, have we met?"
"Well, I've seen this show three other times."
"No, that's not it...do you go to Drama Books?"
"No, I'm in Love Creek, though."
"O yeah, that's it."

But she didn't say "I saw you in a show there and you were great!" or anything, so I was pretty certain that she saw me in something and despised me. Probably it was that she just has seen me around, in the audience or something, but I prefer to think that she thinks I'm the worst actor alive, because it makes a better story that way.

The boys weren't downstairs, so I went up to find them, and when we went down together, the usher who was seating us said, "You've been here before! I recognized you as soon as you came in!" so it was this peculiar ten or fifteen minute stretch where every time I turned around, someone was recognizing me for one reason or another! It was like being a really low-level celebrity, like Tonya Harding.

The show was, of course, spectacular, and Patrick and Diego loved it, thank goodness. There were several cast changes and two understudies were in, which made me extremely suspicious, but everyone was quite good.

Midas was a replacement, and I liked him a great deal, Alcyon was a replacement whom I ended up liking but I had liked the original girl so much that it took me a while to get used to how different the new one was. Kyle, who is the Adonis who played Hermes was out and his understudy was equally Adonis-sy, but shorter and not as good an actor. Kyle has such a sweet quality that the other guy just couldn't replicate.

The best one was the understudy for Eurydice, who was simply terrific. This is the only role that I have seen someone different do almost every time, and she was the best actress in the role yet. And since that is my part, the one I was to play if I could only lose 100 lbs and at least five inches of height, I am really picky over how it's done, and she just blew me away.

The other actors, Doug and Anjali and Felicity and Erik and Lisa were all where they belonged, onstage in front of me, and, most importantly, I got to show off Chris Kipiniak to a new audience.

"So, how did you like mt secret pretend Broadway boyfriend?"
"Which one was he?"
"The King Who Fucked His Daughter."
"O yeah, very nice. And he was quite fetching in that prom dress he was wearing!"
"I think he looks great in the skirt!"
"O, he does! I just think it's amusing that they take these amazing, muscular men and put them in big poofy frocks. And they look so many in them!"
"It's like the kilt phenomenon, there is nothing more masculine than a man in a kilt."

I'm still waiting for him to google himself and find this journal. And get me house seats. And invite me backstage. And fall in love with me and father my children. Hey look, if you are gonna dream, dream big! But I'll accept "finds the journal, thinks I'm funny and a good writer, emails me telling me so."

You know, for a start.

Anyway, we went to Vynl after the show, since my enormous lunch had finally worked it's way down and I was starting to be a little peckish, and one of my favourite waiters was working, and we had a light supper.

It was so nice seeing Patrick, I don't nearly often enough, and Diego was great. Nothing is worse when you don't like a friend's Twoo Wuv, but this wasn't a problem in this case. In fact, I told Patrick that the problem might end up being that all of his friends might end up preferring Diego! "Hi, Patrick...um, is Diego home?" "Mom, how come you never want to talk to me anymore!"

Today's horoscope:
You can be very cool, rational and objective about your relationship today. Focus on facts, but keep your sense of humor.

One year ago today:
Then we did Clerestory, the hardest piece. Omar is going to be wonderful in this if I have to kill him to do so.

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