No one has ever accused me of being quiet. However, I’ll admit that I haven’t been as chatty as usual. In case you’re wondering why, please note:
Yes, we are going head-to-head with Miss Susann. (Har: I said “head”. TWICE!)
Now, you might think that a mostly gay group of theatre peeps performing one of Camp’s Holy Trinity (cf. The Women, Baby Jane) for a mostly gay audience would be like shooting mostly gay fish in a barrel. And it is kind of that–but sooooo much more.
In sum: yay. In fact: HOLY CRAP YAY.