RecipeMuncher

Good crowd, about 300 people. My left leg is jumpy, tapping out a constant nameless rhythm on the theater floor. It’s a variety show, 8 skits in the first act, 9 more in the second. Stage ready. Lights come down. Show begins. CrabCake2 doesn’t come on until halfway through the second act. The show is full of his friends, more than a few of whom have been over to the house. But CC2’s going solo tonight, he seems fine, a lot of nervous energy, but nothing you’d call sta (...)