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If all the world's a stage, somebody's got to be the audience.

Thursday, August 1, 2019

Hat Tip

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It might have been Tolstoy, or perhaps P.G. Wodehouse's brainy Jeeves, who remarked to the effect that possessions are oppressive. I...
Wednesday, June 26, 2019

A Chair Was There

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A little background before I play with a poem or story. One of my projects this summer--between official retirement date and date of proba...
Sunday, June 23, 2019

Insensitivity Reader

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A couple of weeks ago at Bethesda's Writer's Center  I listened in on a panel discussion on " Autism through a Literary Lens ....
Friday, June 14, 2019

Labors of Love

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Two shows within a week's time invite comparisons:  A Doll's House, Part 2  (DH2) at Round House (temporarily quartered at the Sha...
Monday, December 24, 2018

Saving Miss Gulch

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Another Clarence-the-Angel Mission* FADE IN. EXT. HEAVEN, DAY It is a bright day above a misty cloudscape. We hear someone h...
Sunday, October 21, 2018

Cheers for "Yesterday"

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Back from the final performance of  Born Yesterday  at Ford's Theatre . There's not much I love more than being in an audience full ...
Saturday, August 11, 2018

Audience for an Audience for the Sun

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A fun thing to do in downtown Washington, D.C., on your lunch break is go visit a museum. The Smithsonian, National Gallery of Art, and a lo...
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hosaa
HOSAA = (rhymes with mimosa) his/her own self, and all. Or, in Pashto, "comfortable, resting."
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