"Finishing" act two for the past two weeks

Makes me feel like a tortoise chasing a tomato:


Goddammit I just want the stupid tomato.

Really, Mr. Piven?

“I think our president has shown us, beautifully, that the high road is the road to take, and so I’m going to take his lead on this"

Sometimes I wish Barney Frank were my senator...

A Tanka I Wrote a Couple Days Ago for the Man Sitting Next to Me on the Bus Who Had Never Heard of Personal Space

Alternate Title: Long Lost Lover

I can feel your thigh
Because it's touching my thigh.
You're lucky the fork
In my purse is just plastic,
Or I would stab you with it.

Slope

Someone's mother discovers emoticons

Carthage 2: The Uprising

I'm writing another play that takes place in Carthage, MO, although this one isn't really about the town, it just has to take place there because I'm reviving a character from Carthage and so. Well. So Irwin still lives in Carthage, therefore the play takes place in Carthage. But it's not... well whatever.

Here's some visual dramaturgy:

It's good to be back in New York...

...but apartment hunting's a bitch.

Yesterday I saw a gobsmack beautiful apartment in Cobble Hill that was not so much within my budget, but the woman renting it was a trip.

Like, let me play you some of my own CDs I'm a musician here track two is better, and I designed the artwork on the cover.

Like she doesn't want cheese with rennet in the fridge because she keeps kosher and do you know what kosher means even though you're... Catholic? You're not Catholic? What are you?

Like, let me show you the hats I make for supplementary income. I wish I had bought one, in all seriousness, because I look good in hats and these were some adorable hats. Like, cloche-1920s style. Amazing.

I love this woman. In another life, I would be this woman.