Marin and I were talking on the air and I brought up her husband, Jason Danieley, who's currently starring in Sunday in the Park With George at Chicago Shakespeare Theater). Jason Danieley and Sunday in the Park co-star Carmen Cusack. I knew that her school in Rockford, IL, had a lot of Broadway folks come through it (Paul Castree, Jodi Benson, Joe Mantello), but she added to that list by telling me that the pianist for "Evergreen" was Robert Greenblatt - the current head of NBC! We talked about her childhood and I mentioned that I loved the story she told in her act at 54 Below, about the time she sang "Evergreen" at her Catholic School's "Blessing of the Rings" ceremony and Sister Alice Patrice made her change the "inappropriate" lyrics ( see my earlier column about that). I didn't believe it when I was five, and I don't believe it now. Turns out, Marin told me that those fake knives don't always retract they stab people! Marin had the nerve to say she was scared? What about Molly? Which would you rather have: The emotional wound that comes from stabbing someone by accident, or the wound that comes from a knife embedded in you? That's like the ol' "This hurts me more than it hurts you line" that's hauled out right before a massive spanking. ![]() I didn't understand why, since those fake knives retract on contact. She told me that she was always scared she would actually stab her. Marin played the mom in the recent revival of Carrie and we were discussing the moment that she had to stab Carrie (played by Molly Ranson). I had the fabulous Marin Mazzie on as my radio guest "Dueling Diva" because Christine Pedi, my regular co-host was out of town. That makes sense because, as we all know, dogs do not eat when they're hungry, they only eat when coerced by an 80-year-old woman speaking baby talk.Īll right, let's go back before the storm and reflect on last week. For one thing, she insists they won't eat unless she literally hand- feeds them. She arrived with her two shi tzus, with whom she has a very special relationship. As I predicted, by late afternoon I was enduring the full impact of… my mother! That's right, Hurricane Sally made landfall at 5 PM Sunday. I didn't know if my apartment could take the brunt of her, but I knew I had no choice. I knew she would probably arrive by Sunday afternoon, and I was right. That afternoon, however, things got much worse. I got a 6 AM (!) flight and arrived back at my apartment by 9 AM. I knew that my other flight to LaGuardia was probably going to be cancelled as well (it was), so I consulted with the theatre and they kindly let me cancel my Sunday matinee so I could fly back that morning. Then I got another email telling me my re-scheduled Monday morning flight was cancelled and moved to Monday afternoon. Cut to: right after my Saturday matinee I got an email telling me my flight to Newark was cancelled and re-scheduled to Monday! What? I knew the hurricane would be in NYC by Monday and there was no way the flight would leave. Two different flights, two different airports. ![]() ![]() I used my miles to get a flight that was scheduled to leave right after my matinee so I felt I was covered. James thought that LaGuardia Airport was more likely to have cancellations (because it's so near the water), so he suggested I get another reservation, but for a flight to Newark…just in case. ![]() The storm was going to cover much of the East Coast and I began to get nervous that my flight after my Sunday matinee was going to be cancelled. However, soon things began to get stressful. My first performance went fantastic and I wound up getting a delicious review. As you know, I'm obsessed with natural disasters, and I was getting more and more excited that Hurricane Sandy could come to New York. What a nachtmare! Let's start pre-Sandy: Last Thursday I flew to Pittsburgh's City Theatre to do Seth's Big Fat '70s Show (aka Deconstructing '70s Variety Shows).
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