Now, let’s be serious, Dr. Seuss is sweet, almost too sweet. In this endless Internet world, countless opportunities arise for bloggers such as myself to take on various personas. And playing mediator for children’s books isn’t exactly my forte. If you think otherwise then thanks? I guess?

Anyway! I find that when given an opportunity to post almost entirely anonymously, my online gay male persona comes out. And with this character in mind, my thoughts steer directly toward the theater (say it in the British accent… just do it, you know you want to…)

Yes, I want to be one of THOSE people. That critic that writes reviews that makes their readers cringe. The Simon Cowell of on the print world if you will. The person that says what people are thinking. That asshole that everyone hates to love… that is my dream. My mother would be so proud.

Now you might wonder why I can’t play this role as myself, my 23-year-old female self. Point well taken considering the fact that I could. However, that allows me the vulnerability of being written off as the premenstrual bitch, which although at times is fun; it becomes redundant after a while.

So instead, my alter-ego emerges… ladies and gentleman may I present…

Bitching and (ho)Moaning, a series of theater reviews for that cynic in all of us.