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Ugh!
I should know by now that when I don't feel like leaving the house, I should listen to that feeling... lest it portend some ill to befall me.

Like tonight.
I tore up my shin and my big toe after tripping over a cement step that was higher than my flipflop shod foot expected.

No big. It just stings like a sonofabitch and put me into a foul mood when compounded
with driving home in the remnants of Bill.





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review time again

"Two of the most fascinating figures are former surgeon and now a teetottler Dr. Edward George Armstrong fascinatingly played by Mark Sickler and the take charge Judge Lawrence Wargrave known for handing out the death penalty portrayed with proper solemnity by Rishi Basu. "

Edge Boston review of And Then There Were None by Kay Bourne

There are still three shows left: tonight (Sat 6/13) and next Fri and Sat ( the 19th an 20th)
Footlight.org
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As always, I've been remiss in the self-promotion front.

Currently, I'm involved in three shows.

Gypsy (at The Footlight) is currently up and running.
I was very pleased with the opening, and the show will only get better.

Don't worry, there are two weekends worth of performances left, with varying number of seats left for each: Apr 10, 11, 17, 18.
(you can get tickets here, and remember to enter my name when it asks who you are coming to see :) )
(17 and 18 *will* sell out, so get tix early if those are the dates you want.)

Next, is Cabar7a: the Seven Deadly Sins (also at FLC).
This cabaret-style piece will involve various numbers from favorite shows past and present... and I finally get to sing again! I get a couple of big numbers to let out what I've had to restrain for Gypsy.

Lastly, on June 5,6,12,13,19,20 will see me as "Lawrence Wargrave" in s creepy, horror-esque setting of Agatha Cristie's And Then There Were None
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today I am back to summer.

I'm in Dallas, at my brother's house, and it was 80 outside today.
Yesterday morning I woke up in Santa Fe to snow and ice, and today I had summer.
This is crazy.
My sense of the country after all of this is crazy.

oh, and today I drove by the house that W will be living in in three weeks.

yeah... crazy.


I rang in the New Year in Sedona, AZ. Land of the Red Rocks; crystals, mystic woo-woo, and harmonic convergence; and way way overpriced cheap-o crap.

Yesterday, en route from Santa Fe to Dallas, I went in search of inexpensive cheap-o crap (which is how I like my cheap-o crap, aka "kitsch")...

that's right: Roswell, NM.

(also the setting of a tv show that starred two of the most charming actresses on tv. yeah, I'm predictable.)

Hopefully, I'll develop a couple of shots of these places before I leave Dallas on Monday morning and head to New Orleans.


Man, this country is big.
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end to a memorable in challenging year

so here I am, in southern Utah.

right now I'm in a lodge 2mi from the southern entrance to Zion National Park.

this is the view out of my window:




who knows exactly where I'll be at midnight tonight, somewhere in SE Utah or northern Arizona.
I never would have pictured this one year ago.
But then again a lot has happened that I wouldn't have pictured.

Here's to seeing new things, externally, and internally.
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Maybe it's been listening to Serge Gainsbourg a bunch recently, but I've got on a 60s Euro/pop kick:

I just watched Romance & Cigarettes and I can't get this song out of my head:

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the song is so familiar - probably on in the background as I was in a North End cafe at some point - so I had to go looking.

... and I came across Mr Albert Dorsey:




Did you know he died? really!

no, no he's fine, he's alive.

*shakes head*

*nods head*

etc.

actually, I think he's got a cold, that's what they're saying.
... no wait, a tan.


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