What a difference a week makes. Since March, Steve and I have had a date with our friends, David and Ashley, to see
Avenue Q, the Broadway musical that Ashley described to us as "
Sesame Street for adults". The touring production of
Avenue Q is in Dallas for two weeks. Ashley had originally suggested we see it last week, but I had some sort of conflict on that day. Something about a baby. So we settled on tonight. Big difference? Normally, no, but in the wake of Gary Coleman's untimely death, changes have been made to the original
Avenue Q. You see, there is a character named "Gary Coleman" and a few jokes at ol' Gary's expense. I suppose Gary was a good sport about it all when he was alive, but now that he's in Heaven
, Avenue Q creator Jeff Marx will be changing some lines that now seem "inappropriate". You're already bored with this, but I find it notable that something as arbitrary as the date I chose to see this musical dictates which version of the musical I will be seeing. I kind of wish I was seeing the original. Such is life.
My source for this post is Perez Hilton. He's my Tom Brokaw.
I love this photo of Gary. It captures the way I feel most of the time.
I really hope that Steve likes
Avenue Q. I try to bring culture and the arts to our relationship, with mixed outcomes. The first musical I
dragged invited him to was
Rent when it came to the BJCC in 2001. We left after the first act because Steve just couldn't take it. Looking back, that was a highly misguided choice on my part.
Rent is not starter-musical for a southern man.
Oklahoma would have been more well-received.
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