Tim and Dash and "Or,"

Here's a beautiful shot of Tim Murray with his boy Dash. What can you say but "Life is Good."

Also: Always put your money on the longshots.

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You've got $20 extra for a theater ticket? Go see "Or," at the Magic. Buy a cheap side seat (the theater is tiny, they're all great seats). You can read the SFTB review here, but we know the guy who rites those revyooz and he sometimes goes overboard. He jumped up last night at the final curtain -- well, at the Magic they don't have a curtain -- and hooo-hoo-hoooed with pleasure.

Smiling with the glow of having just seen an intelligent, funny and fabulously-acted show that had not been dumbed down nor had the obligatory gay love scene added, Plottie said to the reviewer in front of him "How did you like it?"

"Awful," the guy said. "Bad acting. Too complicated. I can't even..." by then he was already walking out and didn't appear at the post-opening party.

Plot and Duck talked to their two buddies The Grumpy Guys. One of them was like Plotnik, enthused so he couldn't stop talking about it. The other said "Ehhhhh."

They often "lose" Plotnik's tickets at the Magic. He rsvps the same way all the other reviewers do but once or twice a season they can't remember who he is or what happened to the tickets. Of course they're great people there and they always find available seats, but for some reason this theater and The Great Plotnik seem to have synapse issues. Plotnik feels -- well, put off when this happens so the show starts off with one strike against it.

Also, they included a script in last night's press packet, and it looked long, Elizabethan and wordy. Strike two.

Strike two-and-a-half was that the Magic Theatre is perennially broke. They are always on the edge of the cliff, financially. But the press pack they handed out at the opening was lavish and over the top. Must have cost 'em a fortune. Just sayin'.

But no home team strikes out in November in Saint Plotniko 2010. The show is fantastic. No car chases though.