Quaint and Best Forgotten Volumes, Part I: The Room

Fewer years ago than I care to remember, an audition at the LOFT Generals led to my being cast in a play intended for the Seattle Fringe Festival. The play, by a playwright with a vaguely Eastern European accent and an aversion to socks, required me and another actor to don diaphanous robes and pontificate… Continue reading Quaint and Best Forgotten Volumes, Part I: The Room