I don't know about you, but I can tell when someone's lying. They can't look you in the eye - they look you in the bridge of your nose.

I don't know about you, but I can tell when someone's lying. They can't look you in the eye - they look you in the bridge of your nose.

A musical blast! Fun for the whole nuclear family!

In '75, the year both A Chorus Line and Chicago hit Broadway, my head spun around and I became the ultimate theater queen for life.

In the last few years, the very idea of telling the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth is dredged up only as a final resort when the alternative options of deception, threat and bribery have all been exhausted.

I go to screenings, then plays, then after-parties, then clubs.

It's a good thing that columnists don't make homosexuality their last taboo anymore. But I wish the columnists themselves would come out too.