THERE’S A DOG ON MY BED


Got off the JetBlue jet plane at 7:30 AM. Driving through Queens is a throwback to all of those gritty films shot in the NYC of the ’70’s. Queens was untouched by the 80’s Disneyfication of Manhattan. Queens still flaunts the rust and rawness that you’d expect to see from the window of a beat-up…
Unfriend me now, misogynists! Begone, bigots! I say unto thee, unfriend me now, you homophobes! You racists! You pedophiles of Liberty! Dispatch thyself from my virtual life, you scaremongering cowards! You puke piles of bile! Purge me from your mace-in-the-Facebook lives! Unfriend me now, Villains! Unfriend me now, you who choose the Duke de la…
During the summer of 2022, I directed and choreographed two shows (at once) for the Lyric Theatre of San Jose. Here are my “Notes on Directing” published in The Patter Post, the newsletter of Lyric Theatre, the performing arm of the Gilbert and Sullivan Society of San Jose. THE PIRATES OF PENZANCE (PHOTO: The Stanley…
If Death of a Salesman in 2012 tells us anything it tells us Willy Loman had an amazing life by today’s standards. For starters, he had a three story house in Brooklyn with a yard big enough for his two dumb sons to run around and play football. Hello? Do you know how much a…
PHOTO: Director Bartlett Sher (and me) at Joe Allen Restaurant in Manhattan Many years ago, while filling salt and pepper shakers after a busy graveyard shift in a corporate-owned fun-themer restaurant near the college I was attending, I was having one of those show business chats with a budding actor standing next to me filling…
I know now never to underestimate the power of a half bottle of chianti and a blow dryer— they were the gateway to an evening with Caryn styling my hair like Danny Partridge from Hell. The evening concluded with a coma-like sleep and a dream of driving a wheelchair to my deceased parents’ house for…