The Fat Lady Sings

We were at a fancy party, my wife Debbie and I. We got dressed up and took a car uptown. At the venue, we shuffled along the step and repeat, blinking into the flashing lights. I did a brief interview with People Magazine and then we got drinks and sidled our way through the dense crowd of people enthusiastically exchanging small talk. I don’t normally go to these types of events, but I thought it might be nice to have an evening out. We assumed it was a dinner because the invitation detailed a three-hour event, during typical dinner hours, at a restaurant. It turns out it was a cocktail party, with passed hors d’oeuvres and a very open bar. It was a nice time. I got to talk with Andy Cohen, always fun, and Broadway director Whitney White, who was kind enough to visit my cultural criticism class last semester after I took my students to see her play Liberation on Broadway. We people watched and smiled at strangers and around 8:30, decided to head home.In front of the restaurant, an…