Hooray. Hooray. First of May. Outdoor nothing starts today. Too cold and rainy.
If mice and men were gay, they’d have been nominated for Tony’s. Hey. It’s Broadway. Chris O’Dowd was nominated for his poignantly confused Lennie. Yay. Mark Rylance’s sublime Olivia in Shakespeare’s Twelfth Night should win.
America’s royal baby bump is cute. But. Chelsea Clinton is no Kate Middleton. American Idol’s Sam Woolf is sweet. But. He is Ricky Nelson reincarnate. Ancient reference noted. They are all too-young and two-dimensional this season. Celebrex! Celebrex! Dance to the Muzak. Bon weekend.