How many times must I not watch you before you get the point? If I must not watch you a million times. If I must not watch you till the solar core inside my TV cools and its silver casing…
Paper cut recollection
When I was small you could get a paper cut from just about everything. From a computer display. While petting a puppy. You could get several paper cuts pressing down hard on a pinkening snow ball. We wore gloves in…
An Interview with Jeff Raz
For the last thirty years, Jeff Raz has performed internationally with circuses and theaters including The Pickle Circus, Lincoln Center Theater, Dell’Arte Players, Berkeley Repertory Theatre, and the Marin and S.F. Shakespeare Festivals. Since 1990 he has written ten plays…
Conversations about Creativity
Regular visitors to this site know that I’m quite literally 175 years old. What you may not know is that just five short years ago — at the ripe old age of 170 — I had a series of micro-epiphanies…
The Against the Day Deathmarch, Week 2
If I knew Tesla was coming, I might very well have baked a cake. Because, well, you know how much Tesla loves to eat cake. Lots of fun this week — excellent comments from an international crew of ‘marchers, plus…
Legends from My Childhood, #2
She took too many pills or something and nearly died but the main thing I remember is sitting down at their kitchen table and her telling us how at that critical moment she saw the light and turned back. I…
Underground
They date underground they do. And they skip by the mushrooms they dance with the dwarves They sleep under waterfalls lightless with dark sparkle and foam. They leave the sun and the wind and banana peels to the squirrels. 0