Tonight I'm gonna skip my weekly Toastmasters meeting to go to a play. It is... God Help Me! ... "High School Musical".
I have zero expectations for this play. If it were possible to have less than zero expectations, I would. Patricia won the tickets a few weeks ago, and we're going. I am told that many of the female dancers are cuties. Cute in a I'm-45-and-they're-18-you-creepy-guy kind of way. I'll leave it at that.
I'll get home tonight, have a cold shower, and briefly report on what I thought of the show.
But I'm not expecting much.