While laughter may, indeed, be the best medicine, I’m hoping kitschy musical theater is a close second, as I’m off to see Thoroughly Modern Millie this evening and am feeling more than a bit under the weather. Rollicking headache, vaguely sore throat, alternately completely stuffed and continuously runny nose, and (occasionally) Eustachian pain in my left ear. While I’m tempted to further wallow in self-pity, I’m sure posting even this much has more than invited the schadenfreude of the many friends and family members chiding over the past few months: “you can’t possibly keep this pace up, you’ll run yourself into the ground.”