but I am going to see a play.  Well, a musical.

I have this problem, you see.  I spent so much of my life working on this play and that play and etc. and so forth that I no longer enjoy theatre as a spectator.  I am always evaluating and inspecting, so much so that I forget I'm supposed to be immersing myself in a story.

But I couldn't resist the idea of Spamalot.

Monty Python!  Singing!  Making fun of Arthurian stuff is always good as well.

This will be a week from Friday, in the company of Joey, Dave and Maria.

I'll let you know how it goes.  And whether I am able to ignore rigging, spots, and/or dropped lines.