Luke's Diner, August 7 (Tuesday)

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Yitzhak was behind the counter, occasionally whacking at the side of his giant slow brick of a quasi-laptop, which apparently didn't take to running Microsoft Word too well. (Yay for shady pirated copies?)

He was engrossed in writing up an idea for a musical where everybody who burst into song got dragged off to the psych ward after their number by all the bystanders who witnessed the random melodic moment.

This was what happened when he was left to browse Playbill.com unsupervised, apparently.

Luke's is open, and alive with the sound of crappy, sticky keyboard keys clicking.

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As you may have to do on those moments where inspiration has struck Yitzhak, grabbed him by the collar, and dragged his unconscious body out into the back alley by the stage door.

Talk to Yitzhak

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Which will be, as always, a fairly one-sided conversation.

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This post brought to you by my trauma at discovering they're making a musical about Clay Aiken fans.

WHY, WORLD. WHY?