

I can easily count the number of times I've left an unfinished glass of champagne on the table because I was laughing too hard to drink it.
And that's because it has happened precisely once in my life while I was watching the Australian production of Titanique.
If you're a family member, friend, casual acquaintance (or even the handyman who assembled my bookcases and whose number I still have saved), you likely got a message from me that night. It would have told you to drop everything and immediately buy tickets to see this show. No one on my contact list is safe when a recommendation like this is on the line.