"Facts of Life" Sweetie Costars with Gay Porn Studs

Meeting Mindy Cohn in Fort Greene. Side trip to Nashville.

Another transforming old-timer, Sharon Stone, popped up in a public-service announcement I saw before The Hurt Locker—and girlfriend looks about 17. I don't know what she's had done, but Sharon hasn't looked this young and radiant since she had that aneurysm.

Senior citizens now have their own Off-Broadway revue called Don't Leave It All to Your Children!, the kind of geriatric-aimed outing that gets a sitting ovation. (The funny pre-show announcement asks the audience to unplug their pacemakers, oxygen tents, and glucose monitors.) But one of the stars—longtime theater fave Marcia Rodd—is a totally live wire and graciously sat with me after the Saturday matinee to remember her Broadway highs and lows. There was the bomb musical Chu Chem—a/k/a The King and Oy—which closed out of town in '66. ("We didn't even have a run-through!" exclaimed Rodd). She scored in Neil Simon's The Last of the Red Hot Lovers, but was horrified when the movie version went with a whole other cast. ("Jimmy Coco called me and said, 'I just came from the movie. It was awful!' ") And though hot Rodd was set to star in the '74 cult gem Mack & Mabel, Gower Champion fired her in favor of Kelly Garrett, then axed Garrett for Bernadette Peters. ("I changed my life to do that show," Rodd told me. "I'd been through five rounds of rehearsals. I joked to Gower, 'You gonna fire me?' and he replied, 'As a matter of fact . . .' ") But why hold a grudge? Rodd saw the '05 John Doyle production and thought it was superb!

And finally, I have something actually newish to share. The very best place to sit and ogle cute young guys is the lobby of the Pod Hotel on East 51st Street, a place where "stylish and spendthrifty travelers"—you know, foreign-student types—like to crash-land in between responsibilities. Apparently they don't go by the same homing instinct as Mindy Cohn—most of them seem straight—but they're worth eyeballing nonetheless. So grab some waffles at the Pod Café through the lobby, then come back to a couch and feel a tingle in your upper-pussy area. It's duty-free shopping from all around the world!

musto@villagevoice.com

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