We went to see The Show last night. As we have grown to expect from a WET production, it was funny and cool and silly. We warned our friends not to respond if it seemed like the actor is talking directly to you because some rube always thinks they *are* talking directly her and does that, etc. etc., blah blah. But this time you *are* supposed to respond. Oh well. It was a cool hour of theater — kind of like having your own (smart) TV show in the neighborhood. But, why, good neighbor, were there empty seats in the teeny tiny Little Theater? Where were you? Waiting to catch the final weekend’s shows, perhaps?