After work, Danny and I went overseas. In other words, we went to the East Bay. We know we should feel more shame for the way we regard the Beast (pig Latin!), but when you’re used to walking or taking short train trips, the Bay might as well be another country. We are so provincial that we regard East Bay dating as long-distance dating, and while we play it off like we’re kidding, we’re really not.
We were there to see Girlfriend, a musical based on the Matthew Sweet album of the same name. “It warmed my coal-black heart,” Danny said after the performance. Mine too. The coming-of-age story follows two teenage boys as they fall in love, and the result is, well, sweet. Innocent and touching, funny, and true to life. Not that I know what it’s like to be a gay teenager in Nebraska, but who doesn’t remember how it feels to hold your breath while deciding whether to reach out for someone’s hand?