At my house we only have two books. They look almost identical: The Book of Right Answers and The Book of Wrong Answers. At the time of this story, both books were fairly new. Seventeen years later, the unfortunate truth is that one has been used a fair bit more frequently than the other…
It was a summer of promise.
We had just gotten married. Laura was about to begin her doctorate. A friend from theatre school, Jon was living in Toronto. Jon was one of the talented ones. Jon was one of the ones who was picked. Jon was working as a Blue Man with the Blue Man Group.
Jon gave us tickets to special dress rehearsals. We went to openings. We met the directors, the casting agents, the other Blue Men, the band. We even met the people who applied the thick grease paint to the performers every night. Everyone. I had access to important people.
I never knew any of the cool kids before. I never had any connections. I never got picked. If I ever met the right people, given my socialization, I was …
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