Albeit the butchering of several songs irked me, I got over it eventually. Then I completely forgot about it.
It's great. It's great! I'd sing, but that involves uploading a badly recorded mp3 and that's a no-go at the moment.
And Catherine Z. Jones really did steal the spotlight frequently.
I can't wait for the movie-musical to come back in full stride.
On a nice sidenote: went to Nordstrom to do some fashion spying. In other words, I got into the fitting rooms with my digital camera to take photos of clothes to study them. But that's not the story.
The story was the cute piece of man-meat who "assisted" me to the fitting rooms. Dear lordy the guy was (said with a Jew-from-Scaresdale accent) like butter!
That's all I have to say.
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