MY CELEBRITY CRUSH BOUGHT ME DINNER

Photo from SOHO House West Hollywood. I did not take French in high school. I went the practical route and took Spanish. I still say gracias “grassy ass”, but that’s not my fault. I learned Spanish (and English, for that matter) in Arkansas. I escaped Arkansas in 2012 and have never looked back. I have… Read more »

THREE YEARS

I’m perched on a paint-splattered stool, located downstage right, in a darkened forty-seat theatre.  We’re well into the second act of Barenaked Angels, a play that’s a sort of hybrid between solo performance and an ensemble piece.  My fellow cast mate Phil is standing on the opposite side of the stage, recounting a story about… Read more »