Ever since I heard about Cirque du Soliel’s new show, Banana Shpeel, I’ve been dying to get my hands on tickets, but you know – we need a HOUSE in two months, so tickets aren’t really getting the budgetary consideration they deserves at the moment.

Banana Shpeel is a Vaudevillesque spectacular with inappropriate humor and sparkly costumes – two of my favorite things ever.

There’s intrigue and mystery and a love triangle. And something about a Banana Man that I can’t quite grasp because I’m distracted by all the sparkly costumes.

The show is going to be running in New York and Chicago, so of course, the Chicago stations had to start running commercials for the show a few weeks ago. Every other commercial is Banana Shpeel, Banana Shpeel, BANANA SHPEEL – it’s like they really want to rub it in that TICKETS ARE AVAILABLE and chances are SLIM TO NONE that my butt will land in a seat at The Chicago Theatre.

I’m currently weighing the pros and cons of being homeless versus seeing Banana Shpeel.

Until I make my decision, you need to go see Banana Shpeel for me – or buy me tickets and send me on your behalf. I prefer the later, but it’s entirely up to you.