THERE’S A DOG ON MY BED


Noxious night. No air. Breathing impaired. Hot. Humid. Put it this way, you know how when you get loaded in the boats on Pirates of Caribbean, And you start your “voyage”, And then you drop down that first ramp, And then you float into the ride and you feel that blast of humidity, And you…
A View from the Bridge by Arthur Miller is often referred to as Greek Tragedy. The current Young Vic production directed by Ivo van Hove now running at the Lyceum Theatre on Broadway completely honors that genre. Caryn Beth Hartglass and I saw the two hour intermission-less play last night. It was the final preview…
My sister Deb saved a box of memorabilia for me to go through while out here in San Jose for the summer. So, I’ve been scanning old family photos into my computer and reliving some of my life. This is an incredibly self indulgent, painful, cathartic, joyful, sad, happy, and depressing process…kind of like life…
THERE ARE BIG TALL TERRIBLE AWESOME SCARY WONDERFUL GIANTS ON THE STAGE “I, Rooster John Byron, hereby place a curse Upon the Kennet and Avon Council, May they wander the land for ever, Never sleep twice in the same bed, Never drink water from the same well, And never cross the same river twice in…
“Meet The Mess!” It’s all starting to sound like the opening number from ‘Music Man’. Next time you’re watching one of these Punditry Parades, try turning off the sound and replacing it with ‘Rock Island’. It’s better than two martini’s in Disneyland: David Gregory: Ever meet a fellow by the name of…
What is a calling? Alright, I’ll bite. A calling is something you’re willing to sacrifice everything for. Well, that’s very cliché. Yes, it is. Terribly. What else? Dig deeper. Okay, let me riff here, you know, stream of consciousness stuff. Do it. Go. Okay, well, without the realization that you are driven by something greater…