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Man.  I keep up with this blog like I do my journal.  It's really not promising.  However!  Tonight I have reason to celebrate and reason to write.  It's official...

Newsies is coming to Broadway!!! 

That's right.  I'm pretty sure Christian Bale won't be reprising his role and they've added a female reporter, so I just need to spend my time between now and Opening Night finding ways to cope with what will be some inevitable disappointment.

There's a lot of talk swirling about the timliness of the release with the Occupy Wall Street movement sweeping the nation.  All I can say is if the Occupy Wall Street protesters learned to sing and dance like Jack Kelly, Davey, Racetrack, Crutchy, Spot Conlon, Boots, and Mush than I wouldn't care that I have no idea what specifically they're actually protesting.

The release is good timing, too, since I can also offically report that I have a job. Don't get too excited, I'm only nannying, but it will pay the bills and get me out of the apartment. AND it will pay for a plane ticket to New York...did I seriously just say that? Sick.

Now, if only a musical version of Face Off could find it's way onto the Great White Way (that's Broadway slang), my life would be complete.

What would you put on Broadway and who would you cast??
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  1. CasDecember 4, 2011 at 7:40 PM

    I would love The Big Lebowski on Broadway. Original movie cast included, except for Tara Reid, who should probably be in rehab.

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