This afternoon, as an early birthday present, I gave Dan two of his favorite things: belly laughs and hunky naked men. Conveniently, those are also two of my favorite things.
"This is like a party game for mean people."
Both were ample in The Little Dog Laughed, which we caught at the nearby Signature Theatre. It was the first time I'd been since they shed their original home, a former auto body shop. The shiny new digs are a great improvement all around - appearance, accessibility, location - but Signature retains its freshness and intimacy. Literally: we were just a few yards away when this winsome lad disrobed. ¡Feliz cumpleaños!
The nudity was fairly brief, but the laughs were constant. The showstopper was the lead character's agent, a lipstick lesbian with a mouth like an Uzi. Hours later, her lines are still ringing in my woolly head.