Mother Courage (the streak is alive!)

Mother Courage and Her Children started its run on Tuesday. I couldn't make it that night because of the Half-Birthday festivities, but I was determined to see it before the teeming throngs realized Meryl Streep was back in town doing her thing. Oh, and what a thing it was. (That sounded much better when I said that to myself in my head). She was fantastic, amazing. But the rest of the performance was just okay. Vip in the city has some photos from the night.

Not sure the performance itself was worth the 11.5 hour wait on line down at the Public Theatre, but I couldn't let my TWELVE year streak of seeing every SITP performance end because of some overzealous Meryl fans. Did meet some interesting folks during the wait. Met Antolin, a painter from Spain, and his lovely friend, Natalie, who gave me a tasty cupcake. There was Will(iam?), the dude from Charlotte who kept leaving the line and coming back with coffee. He seemed like a lost, lonely puppy. He was talking to the three Barnard girls on line behind me, Lori, Mackenzie, and sleepy Masha when I came back from my first bathroom break around 3am. I'm not sure if he was flirting with them or what. He left around 4am and I didn't fall asleep till after 6am. I taught the girls how to play Spanish bullshit before I fell asleep and added them to the ever expanding (but also sometimes contracting) roster of potluck invitees.