The Groanies.

So... unrelated I know...but what have the Tony's become? Why the hell... yes why THE HELL... is it okay to not televise the designer awards... the best revival of a play, orchestrations, and egregiously... the best fucking BOOK OF A MUSICAL!!!! so Ariel can sing Part of Your World on TV... again! .... I'm sorry but I'd rather be back in a land of Tony's called 2004...where Hugh Jackman showed up in all his questionable sexuality/glory and hosted a FUCKING SHOW!!! not a loosely linked series of badly delivered/badly written one lines and plugs for shows that will close by the end of the year.

If I were a nominated Broadway musical and had to share the stage with the scenes from the other shows... NOT NOMINATED. i'd be pissed. And if i were a designer i'd be even more pissed... you can watch their awards/speeches online... the orchestra doesn't even play related music like they do when some movie actor who happened to play the 56th Roxie Hart gets onstage an hour later.

I have a new name for the Tony's... they are now the GROANIES... and I have the first one to give right now:

The Groany Award for Best Unintentional Impersonation of Joan Rivers goes to....
That theatre wing bitch that can't read a teleprompter or apparently stay away from the botox needle....
no names...
oh hell
names: Saundra Gilman.... get it together

That is all...
oh
and P.S.
Patty... you're crazy and I'm still not convinced you're not a coke addict... but damn you tore it up in gypo and you deserved to yell at the orchestra...i mean, if you're gonna diva out... go for the gold.

THAT is all.

kisses.
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