After work, I usually head for the seclusion of my home both to contemplate the predicament of 21st century humankind and to kick ass on Arkham City campaign levels, but tonight I deviated from the pattern to check out The Half Brothers at the Can Can in Seattle. I’m not qualified to render any musical… Continue reading The Half Brothers Show or You Know What I Did Last Night
I’ve heard from some of my more famous acquaintances about what it’s like to serve on a prize jury, but Michael Cunningham takes us deep inside the decision making of last year’s Pulitzer committee, which gave the award to (drumroll please) nobody. Because I haven’t read all three finalists yet, I don’t yet have a… Continue reading Come Inside a Prize Jury’s Mind
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
In honor of my first post, rather than stolidly introducing myself, the author, to you, the you, I thought I’d honor some of my favorite firsts: specifically, the first lines of ten of my favorite books and films. I won’t include titles, so feel free to guess in comments, or to name your own. Movies: “General… Continue reading Firsties!