…at The Bardy Bunch dramatic climax.
Yes, I had a bit of live theater, um, “excitement” in the form of some stage blood gone rogue. My subway ride home was… sticky.
“Out, damned spot! … Who would’ve thought 70s sitcoms to have had such a high body count?”
[…] [Note that these lousy iPhone photos were explicitly not allowed. Seriously, we all know I'm usually a rules-girl, but I somehow missed the concept that "electronic devices" included… oh, well. I got payback, of sorts…] […]