"I dance because I love dancing and I love men."
Jeffery Marx tells the story of New Orleans better than I could ever do it.
I feel like I'm reading a novel.
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Like an Iguana at the end of its rope, so are the days of my life...
My heart is cold-blooded
- E.Iguana
- Blogs are just outlet for my eccentricities and logs of my fall into obscurity. At least once a week I feel introspective and attempt to write about it. I often fail. I also like musical theater.
I read to live in other people's minds...
- Eat Your Jelly Beans
- Everything I Know I Learned from Musicals
- He Sang of Sanguine
- He Who Laughs
- Hunter and Gatherers
- Jeff Hiller
- Josh & Josh are Rich and Famous
- Life @ 28
- Man in Chair: Musing of a Life Long Theatre Geek
- Marx The Spot
- Obsessed With Broadway
- One Hand on My Joystick
- Ranting Details
- Shelf Support
- Simply Broadway — An Actor's Blog
- The Gospel According to Marc
- The Lunar Gemini
- The Playgoer
- The Search for Love in Manhattan
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- Hurrah. Final Entry of 2008.
- Lets End This Sooner Than Later
- The Day After Pill
- Harold Pinter and...
- Tiddle-Di-Du, Tiddle-Dee-Doe
- For a Moment, All Was Calm
- My Own On the Road
- Returning "Home"
- Liza At The Palace
- Sing, Little Boy In Drag, Sing.
- Liza Is INDEED at the Palace
- Commercial Reading & Liza
- There But For The Grace of God Go I
- Sweet Dreams Are Made of Insomnia
- As If It Never Went Away
- The Who's Tommy Reunion
- The Great Work Has Begun
- First Thing...
- The Many Faces of Eve — A Series
- The Days of Wine and Roses
- Tis The Season
- Thus It Returned
- It Baffles Me
- New Favorite Story Song
- I'm "Brave"
- Another Glass of Milk
- Long Day's Journey
- Overbooked?
- Judy, Judy, Jenny
- Endings and Beginnings
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