Dolly Parton died, and damnit, why? Today, the day after she died, I put on the important songs for my first hour class to listen to. My assistant and I talked about how great she was, after he had reminded me about “Islands in the Stream,” which I can’t believe I forgot. It was day […]
Read More Eagle When She FliesI mention to the barista that I have to go back to school tomorrow. “I used to work at a school. First I was a preschool teacher, and then I was a janitor. I found whole apples stuck in the toilets.” Thus the summer came to an end. I chose Hawaiian coffee, because the sound […]
Read More Fish Were JumpingHere’s how I feel about theater: All my first crushes were theater boys. I have read a huge number of theater theory books, and believe Brecht and Artaud are correct, though I certainly enjoy a lot of things they wouldn’t. I have read an enormous number of actor biographies, including but not limited to Julie […]
Read More Tragedy Plus TimeLast time I went to Abilene, I cried. This was an accomplishment. Middle aged me can rarely cry. This time, I had a panic attack over a grilled cheese sandwich. Ha! In the Eisenhower chapel, the famous couple is buried along with their child who died long before they did. I sat and read about […]
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