The Tonys: An Epilogue

In case you missed it, last night I drank a bunch of champagne and hung out with some friends and wrote stupid shit about the Tony Awards.

A few addendums:

— Mark Rylance was born in Britain, lived in the US with his British parents from age two to eighteen, and then went back to Britain to study acting. So his natural accent is American with a British streak. He’s also a touch bonkers. Hence my confusion.

— There are always people left out of the “In Memorium” montage, but I think there was a pretty glaring omission this year; namely, Julie Taymor’s career. OOOOOH, I SAID IT.

— Christian Borle totally isn’t in Mary Poppins anymore, he’s on that new NBC show Smash, which is an entry unto itself.

— As soon as I got into bed, I was, I shit you not, accosted by a spider. It would appear that Bono can only take so many jokes. The minions have been dispatched. Beware.

Thanks for reading last night, folks! It was fun. Now it’s time for me to tumble out of bed, finally get a gym membership (yay, no more working out in my room, forever hitting my long-ass arms on my ceiling fan when I do jumping-jacks!), and attempt to enjoy my final week of quasi-freedom before my life descends into six-weeks of face-melting chaos.  Wheeee!


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