You feel that? It's in the air. It's LuPone.

Patti LuPone is in San Francisco, folks -- specifically, at the Rrazz Room from March 17-24. And we couldn't be more exciting/scared. The last time the two-time Tony Award winner was in San Francisco, she paid Twitter headquarters an impromptu visit. It did not go well.

The time before that, she stayed at the Palace Hotel. It also did not go well. Here, for your reading pleasure, via her personal blog, LuPone's 2006 review of the historic hotel:

Dolls, Dolls, Dolls,


While I was in San Francisco I stayed at the most disgusting hotel I have ever stayed at in my life and career. It is called The Palace Hotel and who are they kidding? It is dirty and smelly. It is a beautiful old building taken over by Starwood Hotels, whoever the hell they are. When I walked into my room I was almost knocked over by the smell, and for nine days I couldn't figure out what the smell was. A dead rodent in the wall, dried vomit, old carpeting? What I encountered when I complained about almost everything in this this lousy flea bitten shithole were profuse apologies. The attempted corrections were always incompetent and half-assed. Now I ask you, as I walk through life in this great country of ours, America the Beautiful, are you encountering the same apologies instead of efficiency? The action that's taken after the empty apologies is non-existent or incompetent, and always half-assed. There is no pride and no service in the service industry. How do people take home pay checks with a clear conscience? How do they live their lives... backing half-assed out of their driveway in an apologetic state of ineptitude? Remember that old TV commercial, "Thank you Mother, but I'd rather do it myself." I guess we have to. Man, I'm sick of the road. But it isn't just the road, it's the local Post Office, the Bank of America, anywhere in this country. It's a pervading attitude. Complacent blah.

God, we love you, Patti.