Shows should be more pretty, shows should be more witty, shows should be more- what's the word? Gay.

Here was my day: I woke up, having stayed up until something like 6:30 or 7 in the morning watching movies and hanging out with pax_malificus, rollick, cassielsander and spreadnparanoia. I was very confused because I went to sleep after it was very light out and was waking up fewer than 8 hours later. Then I remembered why and stumbled out of bed to do some desperately-needed laundry. There was a message on my answering machine from spreadnparanoia, who apparently stopped by my place at something like 1:45, but I slept right through her call. She did, fortunately, stop by to borrow my (or rather, Blue's) big pot to make spaghetti.

Then I rushed off to get on the L to go to the thing that rollick had organized. (For those too lazy to click on a link, rollick gathered a small crowd to go to a bar called SideTrack, a video bar in Boy's Town that holds a show tunes night on Sundays which apparently involves half the bar singing along and a bunch of Rocky-Horror-Picture-style antics.) I found the place with minimum fuss and managed to flag down rollick, who expressed shock that I actually showed up. I then hung out with rollick and cassielsander and was introduced to a multitude of people who's names I already don't remember (except for off_coloratura, who I actually had a chance to chat with for more than five minutes since we were both taking the red line home afterwards.)

The scene at the bar delivered on its promise %100. It was everything I could have expected and more. The bar was positively huge, and I bet some of their other theme nights are equally fun, but show tunes was a blast. In the main room, such as it were (where the largest screen was) the audience just really got into things, and there was a whole lot of call and respones and general singing of one's heart out. The whole thing made me deeply happy, although it was a bittersweet feeling that made me long for days of yore- and also, coincidentally, made me want to buy the soundtracks to a half a dozen musicals, including Hairspray.

Anyway. I ate the pill, rollick. :-P