I land home after buzzing about interstate like a maniacal (but disease-free) blowfly... and what happens? I catch a cold! Is it something in the air here? Reviews of the STC's production of Tom Stoppard's
Travesties and the MTC's of Paul Galloway's
Realism on the way, truly, but slightly impeded by piles of tissues.
It is a truly disgusting cold, and worth treating with a day in bed, echinacea, inhalants and some good old-fashioned respect. Good luck!
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