Name an insult, and I’ll bet it has been lobbed at me — online, of course, because saying hateful things to someone’s face requires a level of energy that few people possess.
As soon as my sister and I got off the escalator at the George R. Brown Convention Center on our way to see the Houston Grand Opera's production of Norma, we were greeted with a gigantic sign— “The Show Will Go On—with the words, “HGO Resilience Theatre” written underneath.
“Where are you going?” asked Dallas’s favorite classical DJ Amy Bishop, as I was heading straight into Meyerson Symphony Center, which would have been great had I been planning to go see Jaap van Zweden in one of his final concerts.
