I love the name, Passing Strange, which is one of the new musicals to hit Broadway.
Josh and I had a date last night and I got tickets to Passing Strange. Clever production but neither of us could get into it. We left at intermission. Bottom line, musicals don’t work for us. I have tried, many times, but this could be the last one. It should be the last one because I always say how much I don’t enjoy them but continue to torture myself by going.
The best part of our evening is after dinner, we walked into Toys R Us, and took a ride on the carousel. We did it many years ago on another date night when he couldn’t have been older than 8. We got a good laugh out of going around and around. Had our picture taken and took it home.
Next date, Josh has requested stand-up comedy that is improvisational. I’m so there.