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Brooke and I kicked off 2010 by driving up to her mom and dad's house with Chloe and a her little Tinkerbell duffel bag packed with just enough necessities to get her through a night. After we knocked on the door, we took off running and left Chloe there with a note taped to her forehead: I want cookies, ice cream, candy, and juice PWEEZE. You don't want to experience my carnal scream.
Celebrity Theatre, though, is a theatre-in-the-round (one of two such unique theatres in Arizona) with a mechanically rotating stage and seating for just 2650 kindred souls - making every seat a good one. But we had a problem. Brooke thought she scored two tickets that were separated by two other seats. We thought, "No prob, we can get somebody to swap or scoot down or something." That wasn't the problem, though. The problem was that as the usher was showing us our seats, we realized that we weren't two seats apart, but two rows apart. Ugh. We're happy people though. We sat down in general seating instead and enjoyed every moment until the intermission. At intermission, an usher walked over to us. "Don't you have reserved seating tickets?" He asked point blank as if he knew. We told him our silly story. He looked over his shoulders one at a time, leaned in closely and said, "Okay, this is my New Year's gift to you. You want to go down to the front row?" (He told us not to tell anybody, so don't tell anybody that I told you . . .) For the second half of the show, that's right, we got to hunker down at the front of the action in the reserved seating section. When the stage spins around, you see, you get to see the side of the drum kit where the magic happens - four limbs burning some 3,000 calories every minute doing the typically thankless job of keeping time and locking the band together while making it look easy. After watching P.H. going bonkers with the sticks on Mekong, Brooke says, "I have a lot more respect for you drummers after seeing what he just did." That's the condensed version of our New Year's Miracle. And I think that's a great way to begin a year - with a miracle. Or small moment of joy. Call it what you may.
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And after that, the two of us drove to Celebrity Theatre for the Roger Clyne and The Peacemakers New Year's show. Brooke purchased us some "Section A2" seats, which means they're pretty sweet. Right in front of the orchestra pit.
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