With the Broadway in Chicago brochure firmly clutched in my hand, I typed up an email to my I-like-to-attend-musicals-with-Lori friend, Tiffany. Spamalot returns! And we’re going, people.

But I digress.

Tiffany responded enthusiastically, as I knew she would. So I wrote her back telling her I’d check to see when the tickets would be on sale.

Her response?

“Purple balls. That should work just fine.”

Hmmm.