Couple questions. First, is it ever appropriate to get a raging boner in an art venue? Remember when I went to that contemporary dance performance on Saturday? And my favorite Banana Republic salesmorsel was a performer? I know it's art and all and it's supposed to elevate one's sensibilities, but there was a certain vignette where, but for a flesh-toned thong, he was naked (and his body...boys, his body is art) and two women painted his flesh with vibrant colors and then lay him down on a blank canvas, after which the canvas was raised with the impression left by his form.....well, it's a good thing that I was seated in back because it was either stand and adjust or....or....well, there was no "or". I had to stand. Is that OK as long as I was emotionally and intellectually stimulated as well?
This next one is more serious. I had left plenty of time to get to that performance, but didn't count on an accident on I-70, so I was left scrambling for a parking space and then running through the bitter cold and wind so as not to be (more) late for the show. Up the sidewalk a ways, and struggling more mightily than I, was a diminutive young woman (less than a meter tall) on a non-motorized scooter. What's the etiquette in that situation? She was barely moving against the wind, and undoubtedly trying to make the opening curtain as I was. Would it have been rude to offer her assistance? I mean, she was fully capable, just very slow. As it was I muttered something about the verchacte cold and just blew by, feeling horrible. Thoughts?