I saw Monty Python’s Spamalot on Saturday afternoon. Once Karen mentioned she wanted to go, I looked for tickets, and only found some for Saturday afternoon, and not together. I briefly considered asking her to go with me, but really knew better than that. I noticed they were almost all sold out, and pretty expensive, considering that it was a traveling Broadway show, and those kind of things are pricey, even when they suck. However, I thought I would buy two tickets and simply give her one. I could tell her that the seats weren’t together, and there was no obligation on her part intended, and nothing was implied by it; I just wanted her to have a ticket.
This one was going to be fun. I had this odd dream about it too. I dreamed that I gave Karen the ticket, explaining that she would be sitting alone, and I would be way off to one side and further back. I dreamed that I got called up on stage by the cast and played some brief role in some skit of theirs in front of everyone, including Karen. As it happened, in the play, the Holy Grail is discovered to be under the seat of an audience member, and they do indeed call that person up on stage to thank them for finding it. I had no idea they did that. Of course, Karen didn’t get the ticket. It turned out that she had already bought two tickets and her uncle was going with her. I don’t know what show she went to. So, I was going to be going alone. I tried to interest my step-daughter into going with me, but she had plans. She said it was possible she wouldn’t go to a party she had been invited to, so she’d call me. However, I never heard from her, and I didn’t know who else to ask. I was going to a party Saturday evening with my neighbor Benay, so I asked her if she wanted to go to the play too. Since it was at 2 pm, there would be plenty of time to get to the party by 6, but she said she had too much to do to be ready so early in that day, so she begged off. So here I was with an extra ticket to an expensive Broadway play, and no one to even give it to. I had hoped my new neighbor would be around; she a damn good-looking pharmaceutical rep, but she wasn’t around.
I went to the play, and walked up to the ticket window, Some guy with a bicycle was there trying to get a good seat, so I plunked the ticket down in front of him. He said, “What’s this?” so I told him: “Free ticket,” and went inside. I didn’t see him again, so I don’t know if he used it.
My plan was to give the one ticket (front and center) to Karen, and use the ticket on the far right and further back for myself. However, given all the money I’d spent buying two tickets, and not having anyone but a stranger to give the ticket to, I used the better seat for myself. Lo, and behold, the Holy Grail is found four seats to the right of where my second ticket had been, and sure enough, the girl sitting in that seat was called up on stage, introduced to the audience, congratulated on finding the Grail, and given a round of applause.
I have the strangest prescient dreams sometimes.