One of the most boring experiences known to man
The wife dragged me to Phantom of the Opera this weekend. Maybe it was the fact my knees were cramed against the seat infront of me for two hours or maybe it was that they had to sing every god damn line out of which I caught 50% of the story.
I hear it's much better if you sit upfont (at $300 a seat)
(For our next cultural event, I think I'll treat my wife to a monster truck rally... )