I'M LIKE A TREKKIE, BUT FOR OPERA

I'm hitting the road sky later today. (In a CARRY ON--where is the dignity??) For the next few days, I will be attending the annual Opera Conference along with some co-workers. (I'm kinda thinking I will be the only farm animal there--unless The Met has latched onto the idea and brings an Opera Alpaca. Doubtful.)

While we're there, I'll be catching Nixon in China (at least Dick was good for something) at Colorado Opera and The Rape of Lucretia (really unfortunate name) at Central City Opera.

If you're at the conference, make sure to look for me. I'll be the one in the tux.