I just came back from seeing Sunday in the Park with George.
But it was an interesting story, and one with which I was completely unfamiliar. I've only seen a handful of Sondheim shows.
Oh, and the special effects were good. In fact, one of the Sondheim afficienados behind me would clap her hands eagerly whenever one appeared.
Yeah, she got really fucking annoying really fucking fast. And she was a shoe tapper.
Anyhoo, off to bed. Much as I'm enjoying these 10 hour work days, I'm kind of exhausted.