Can't I just show up? That's what I do. That's my M.O. I'm special, remember? People like me don't need tickets.
...nor does anyone else around here...
....right?
I'll be there this afternoon, standin' outside, lookin' stupid. --you'll recognize me. I brought a Vermontery gift. (I was short on cash, so I swiped the 2006 Bellows Falls-Brattleboro phone book from the train station. (It's a souvenir.))
I see the show tapes at 5:45. I don't know what time I'm supposed to be there. I'll come no later than, say, 5:20. Save a seat.
