I went to a gala for a new theatre company tonight. You may be asking- MissPinkKate, how does a nobody like you get invited to a "gala"? Heck if I know. This is one of the funny things about New York- half the stuff that sounds ultra-important will let just about anybody attend, if you know the right people. I know someone in media who was asked to cover the event, and she took me with her.

They handed us champagne right as we walked in the door. It was the best champagne I've ever had. If I didn't have to be somewhere tomorrow (more on that at a later date), I'd still be there now drinking it. Instead, I downed my glass and started stalking the people handing out the food. Those people make me crazy. If the food was sitting on a table, I'd just eat and be satisfied. But seeing them walk around and feeling that artificial scarcity, I go nuts. I have to track down each and every one and make sure I get a piece of what they have, in case they never come by again. Of course, this place was pretty nice, so they never stopped coming around (with their bacon scallops and shrimps and little puffy sandwiches and meatballs), and I was actually turning stuff down by the end of the night. Shocking. They had a really nice set of musical numbers from some pretty big name Broadway-stars (as in, people who work regularly on Broadway who people like me know, but the rest of you wouldn't recognize at all. Oh, and David Hyde Pierce, he stopped by, too). That was the peak of my intoxication. YAY MUSIC TREATS NEW YORK SINGING PIANO YAAAAAAAAY.

I was feeling pretty good, what with all the champagne and treats and music, so then I started looking over the silent auction table. This is why the champagne flows like water at this event, so suckers like me will think, YES, I need that, and start writing in bids. The thing I ended up winning was actually very cool- a day of entertainment with a balloon artist! He'll be perfect for the wedding. Better start practicing his wedding cake hat complete with balloon bride and groom. KIDDING. I'm gonna bring him in for an event at church- hopefully the Halloween party we do for children every year. The price? Errr, well. Let's just say I'm counting it as a down payment toward my overall life goal of becoming a great philanthropist of the arts. Blasted champagne!