Thought I might score some points with Susan by getting us front row seats to La Bette. Wow, it’s amazing what passes for theater these days. Susan was falling asleep, and I did not try to wake her as it seemed cruel to subject her to more of it. I tried to go to sleep myself but the main character who droned on for a solid hour kept SCREAMING. I was regretting the front row seats and just praying for the intermission so we could slink away. I am a country boy, but I know bad when I see it. So much for the spousal points, this has set me back weeks.
So if you find yourself in Philly, avoid La Bette like the plague that it is. This is a link to La Bette, whatever you do, DONT CLICK IT!
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