I don’t have any children and by the time you are reading this, I will have carved another notch into my early 40s. Age, my general temperament and economic status puts the likelihood of offspring ever lower on the actuary board. Which is fine; I’m at least one special niece’s favorite uncle and a fairly decent cat dad, which works fine with my disposition. That being said, I’m going to drift into some unknown territory here and recommend a gig that’s strictly for the kiddos
and their patient parents. Apparently, there’s a very popular series of children’s books illustrated and co-written by a chap named James Dean — not that one, obviously — called Pete the Cat, and the enterprise has turned into a minor industry including live musical storytelling, as far as I can tell. Anyway, a certified production of said material will be rolling through the Arkley Center for the Performing Arts today at 6 p.m. Tickets are $23 for kids 16 and under (although I can’t imagine too many surly teenagers will be in a froth to fill the seats) and $32 for the adults and parental units chaperoning the younger set. Enjoy.
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