Oh, my God!
For those of you who think that phrase might be venal, think again.
It's a prayer.
St. Vitus and St. Catherine of Sienna, who are the patron saints of theater, put in a word, OK? St. Anthony, who is the patron saint of lost things (like lines), ditto for you. And St. Christopher, too, because all of us have to get on the road to go to the theater. Oh, and St. Francis of Assisi, just in case actors really are cattle, and, last but not least, St. Jude.
Tonight, there will be people there. Probably just a few, but more-or-less objective people.
I am scared, overwhelmed, and out of Twizzlers.
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