Last night I made my way up and out of Orange County to go see Mysterious Skin, written by Prince Gomolvilas now enjoying it's Los Angeles premiere at East West Players. ***Note: I am not a reviewer. I am not a critic. (I married one, which is why I can say with confidence, I am not this. If you want real reviews of Mysterious Skin you'll have to look to other publications wise enough to have send their press in to cover this show now running at East West Players.) Me? Currently, I am just an Orange County mom who loves theater almost as much as she loves writing. (True, I used to act, but now I just "mom." And I write. But, again to clarify: Not a critic.) And these her blogged thoughts are just my day-after impressions after having seen some great theater in Los Angeles last night. I have to say, I was in a hurry. I had my kids to juggle, too pick up from their schools...Dance classes, etc. Hustling them home (interesting choice of words, in r
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Well, I walked around the corner and I walked around the block
And I walked right into a donut shop
And I scooped up a donut right out of the grease and I handed the lady a five cent piece.
Well, she looked at the nickel and she looked at me
And she said this nickel is no good to me
There's a hole in the middle and it goes right through - and I said, There's a hole in the donut too!