I swear. It was the woman sitting next to me. I was at “Purlie Victorious: A Non-Confederate Romp Through the Cotton Patch” on Tuesday. At the appropriate time, and I say appropriate because most of the audience laughed, too, the woman sitting next to me laughed. Then, in the most in appropriate places, she GARRULOUSLY LAUGHED . Like, when one of the characters named Lutiebelle Gussie Mae said, “I got this at. . .” HA HA HA!!!! I thought, “What’s so funny about that?” but then gave in. “Okay. Fine. Maybe she thinks that’s funny.” Then, it quickly happened again. I looked over at her. The person sitting directly in front of her turned around, too. HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA!! The. Woman. Laughed. Throughout. The. ENTIRE. Play. When I glanced at her again, I saw she was wearing (erroneously, I might add, since we were at a matinée) … bright silver-sequin pants. Then, the main character, Purlie Victorious, kissed Lutiebelle Gussie Mae. There was a long silence in th...
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