I’m tired
of doing nothing waiting for Monday when I can wash my hair.
It’s too
hot to hang around outside.
I don’t’
want to be in or near any stores where I could be tempted.
There are
no movies I really want to see.
If I’m
going to go to a museum, I’ll go during the week when it’s not that crowded.
So what can I
do?
Well, there
is a play I want to see but it’s sold out for the entire run. I decide to go anyway and hope someone cancels. The last time I did this was in 1999, and the
play was Bash by Neil LaBute. It worked out well. I got a ticket, and still remember every one
of the play’s three, very-dark vignettes.
I arrive an
hour before curtain, and end up talking to an interesting woman who is a
playwright, novelist and is also waiting for a cancellation. We both get seats. Mine is fourth row, dead center.
The play, A Kid Like Jake, centers around a four-year old boy (unseen on stage) and his parents’ attempts
to get him into a top NYC private school.
That the young boy likes to wear dresses and prefers being Snow White to
a skeleton for Halloween adds to the family’s anxiety. Though it drags a little, the dialogue rings
true and the four actors are all fabulous.
And, at $20
a ticket, it’s a nice way to spend an afternoon on a sweltering summer's day.
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