The Tony Awards
La Chanze winning Best Actress In A Musical over the monumentally irritating Patti LuPone and the generically adorable Sutton Foster.
My ranting to my mom on the phone as aforementioned Patti LuPone mumbled and mugged and sloppily slid her way (oh, excuse me, vocally interpreted her way) through scenes from Stephen Sondheim's masterpiece, "Sweeney Todd."
Chita Rivera. Just because she's Chita and it's always wonderful to see her.
Mom and I trying to figure out if Joanna Gleason has had work done. (We conclude that yes, she's had a brow lift).
Botox sightings on Julie Andrews and Barbara Cook, both of whom once possessed expressive brows but who are now frozenly lovely old divas.
The British author of "History Boys" receiving his Tony and thanking his partner of fifteen years and wishing him "Happy Anniversary, Bob." The fact that no one blinks twice at gay love at the Tonys is reason enough to tune in, methinks.
Deciding with Mom that the big number from the smash hit, "The Drowsy Chaperone" was cute, gimmicky and busy, not much more.
The shocking moment when "JERSEY BOYS" WON BEST MUSICAL!!
Give my regards to Broadway.