I've loved Patti since the beginning of time, or at least since I was 17. It's been 17 years since I was 17, so I'll let you do the math, but I think that's saying something. Everybody needs a diva and she's my diva, the one I never grew out of. She's in town for Sunday in the Park with George but also a two-night gig of her "Coulda, Shoulda, Woulda" show, which was like Patti cocaine to this aging Patti fan. Oh my God, she did all the top hits, including "Meadowlark" and "Don't Cry for Me, Argentina," "Don't Rain on My Parade," and my favorite, "I Was Here." That last number led to an intermission discussion with two dudes sitting next to me who I then forced to stagedoor with me. Where I got to meet Patti LuPone. PATTI LUPONE. She's wearing stage makeup, btw, she's not a clown. Nor am I a boy. Good guess, though!