No, I didn’t have one. Don’t worry, I’m committed to being a spinster for at least 40 more years (at which point the male version of Anna Nicole Smith willl surely find me and bury me).
But CLICK HERE for my column about how I happened to see the show of that title–the one starring the fetching Reichen Lehmkuhl, who’s insecure about parading around in his skivvies. Cute.
Even more of a circus was Cirque du Soleil’s Banana Shpeel, which I also watched for your sake.
And the Friars Club event I went to, filled with old comics spewing Viagra jokes.
And the play about the most significant penis ever sculpted.
Plus I’ve got Courtney Love‘s bitchfest about the way theater camp treated her daughter.
It was quite a week in culture, honey.
The Catskills live!