- Nothing for WATCH until The Count of Monte Cristo at Aldersgate this fall.
- I’ve just submitted my evaluations of scripts for AACT’s NewPlayFest 2020.
Anderson, Heart of a Dog
“When L died, our teacher said, Every time you think of her, give something away, or, do something kind. And I said, Then I’d be giving things away non-stop. And he said, So?”
Category Archives: Like Life
All the more difficult in my case, since at the present time I have boxes of mix tapes for two: “Party like it’s 1989: What should you do with all those old cassette mix tapes?”, by John Kelly.
Oof! Too much indulgence at Powell’s, the giveaway shelf at work, and book exchange parties (with Vanessa and Anna, and now a Virginia edition hosted with Sally), and not enough reading! Oh, and pulling up Black Tickets (a recommendation by Janet when I lived in Minneapolis) from the downstairs shelves, in the expectation that I will either read it or swap it. Yet more books out of frame.
A renewed acquaintance with Olney Theatre Center, following their expansion and rebuilds.
- Discovery Theater, Dillon Ripley Center
- Olney Theatre Center mainstage
- Olney Theatre Center Mulitz-Gudelsky Theatre Lab
Bonus out-of-town venue:
- Jazz Standard, New York
Bonus out-of-town library:
- Mertz Library, New York Botanical Garden, Bronx, New York
Overnight stays in 2017:
- New York, New York County, New York
- Shepherdstown, Jefferson County, West Virginia (and)
- Martinsburg, Berkeley County, West Virginia (Thanks again, Charlie!)
(And gentlemen in England now a-bed shall think themselves accursed they were not here to see Dave in the big, pink, fluffy skirt with matching hair thing.)
Richard Bolles has passed away. Early in my career, as I blundered my way into writing software for a living, I turned to his books for guidance. I’m not sure that he provided any specific, useful advice, but I was reassured: it always felt like he was in my corner.
It turns out that he spent a good part of his early life as a clergyman in the Episcopal church. Leta would say, “of course.”
Ted Rall offers one explanation for what happened (is happening) to Dayton, Ohio.
Augmented by a stack of books from Leta’s library. She was holding out on me with the Alison Bechdel and Jane Smiley. I haven’t read Memento Mori since I borrowed it from Jim Gleason’s dad when I was in high school.
CATF, one trip for work, and VNPS. Overnight stays in 2016:
- Martinsburg, Berkeley County, West Virginia (Thanks, Charlie, as always!) 1, 2, 3
- Blacksburg, Montgomery County, Virginia (and)
- Boston, Massachusetts
One bucket list venue checked off this year:
- Rams Head Tavern, Annapolis
- Blues Alley
- Eastman Studio Theatre, Gallaudet University
JIM. Woulda come to your aid there, only I’m dealing with a little, uh, issue.
RUSS. Oh yeah?
JIM. Piano I told ya about?
JIM. Didya ever… (lowers voice) … ever need a truss? Have to wear one of those?
RUSS. Uhhhh… Don’t recall.
JIM. Oh, you’d recall it if you did.
RUSS. Guess not, then.
JIM. Then you are a fortunate man.
RUSS. I hear you.
JIM. Bend the knees or suffer the consequences.
RUSS. Yup.—Bruce Norris, Clybourne Park, act 1
Fresh arrivals from Powell’s, and some interesting choices from the freebie shelf at work. I picked up the DeLillo at our new indie bookstore, Scrawl Books. Plus, I’m doing a book exchange at Vanessa’s in a couple of weeks: who knows what that will bring?