she sells sea shells

one of the loveliest parts of my job is getting to travel to see touring broadway shows. right now i'm in madison, connecticut for work - tonight we're watching 'happy days - the musical'. yes, happy days with the fonz. that one. i know. stop rolling your elitist eyes :) it's on our season so i need to preview it so i can "market it effectively". you know what else i need? trips to quaint little seaside towns in the northeast. it's so picturesque and pretty. i feel like i'm in a bronte book. even the hotel room is adorable - complete with wrought iron head boards and floral wallpaper AND wireless. that's the perfect combination of 1800's english charm and the jetsons.

amanda and i (amanda does PR at TPAC) flew into NYC this morning and rented a car (that sort of looks like a cross between a PT cruiser and hearse) and drove up. the drive reminded me that i love the northeast and that GPS systems are wonderful. we've named ours Maureen. she is a little authoritative/bossy. reminds me to put my seatbelt on JUST as i'm about to do it. like an overprotective parent. i almost want to talk back to it/her.

we had a delicious lunch of lobster bisque and caramelized vidalia onion tarte with goat cheese. mmm. and now i really need to walk along the oceanside.

okay - so i just heard a lot of revelry outside and peered off the balcony to find a bunch of men in black pleather cloaks mingling around. anyone care to explain? i very shamelessly took pictures because i knew you wouldn't believe me if i told you about it and i needed proof.