I was shopping on amazon.com yesterday and saw this rave about a recording of "Porgy and Bess": "Jesus Bucket of Fried Chicken Christ!"

Tuesday I saw Dust, a new play, which was terrible, but I wanted to see it because of Richard Masur, who I've liked ever since he romanced Anne Romano on "One Day at at Time". I've always thought of his as the ideal male figure. Now, I hesitate to record that, because I saw a comedian a while ago who schooled me about google alert, where you can have links sent every time your name is mentioned in the googleverse, of which I am a part. The comedian saw his name in a blog not unlike this, where the writer said he was fat. "I don't have a weight problem," he lemonaded, "but I would put the brakes on an orgy. 'Who invited you exactly?'" Anyway, chances are Masur falls on the wrong side of the age divide for this kind of thing.

I went to a matinee of Romantic Poetry yesterday, specifically because it's gotten terrible reviews. Like "Showgirls" terrible. Like "Sheena" terrible. In theater terms, The Moose Murders terrible, the infamous Broadway play immortalized by Frank Rich that's so famous thousands of people claim to have seen it, though it closed after one performance. Anyway, it was not nearly the turd on toast I was hoping for. I've seen plenty worse. Even the final scene which reveals the totally unprepared for moral that capitalism is the enemy of both love and art is so out of the blue, you could only laugh. The performers, on the other hand, were all very good, and if they thought the material was inferior, you couldn't tell.

For those of you following my Thanksgiving dessert drama, I was thrown for a loop Tuesday when I went to the place where I planned to buy the ginger cookie I was going to eat with a scoop of ice cream tonight--they had no ginger cookies! So it'll be chocolate cake with ice cream, and that won't be bad.

As I was waiting for my chicken to catch up to my squash and Brussels sprouts (yummmm!!!), I watched a PBS show of Barry Manilow's Las Vegas show. I don't ever remember saying exactly this, but that guy is a showman! I'll go see him if he's there when I'm there.