Abraham Lincoln's Big, Gay Dance Party

One of the perks of my job is being able to bring friends to the theater. But sometimes that blessing is a curse, as when I have to apologize to said friends for a bad show. That's exactly what happened at the lame Abraham Lincoln's Big, Gay Dance Party (my review's here). To his credit my pal stuck it out to the bitter end, but I was mortified. Good thing he had brought some scones from Amy's Bread, so we were able to fortify ourselves at the second intermission -- yes, the show lasted two and a half hours.