La fleur que tu m’avais jetee…

Oops, wrong opera.

Scored some rush tickets to Boheme on Tuesday with some friends. Really nice sets; very Dickensian. Oddly enough, I liked the supporting singers better than Rudolfo and Mimi; Rudolfo sounded like he had a cold (and this was only the third performance, I think) — to his credit, he sang through it — and Mimi was quite shrill and a little off-key at first, though she got better as she warmed up.

The highlight was the dog, though.