Well, I’ve been pretty derelict in my posting the last few weeks. Sorry – I’ve been working on three fairly major life changes (no Wayan, none of those are my gender), one of which is a new place of employment. Between the stress and the short-timer’s disease it’s played hell with my productivity.
I’ve still got four Fringe shows to write up and tell you about. While that might seem a little pointless, all four were interesting in their content and were put on by local folks with more things to come. Several may show up again in another venue and besides, if I don’t tell you about one of them then how will you know where to go take trapeze lessons?
I will admit, however, that in none of these will I be able to tell you about any vacuums, dwarves, or dwarves’ penises. Edinburgh, the start of it all, continues to be farther out there than us. Thank grod.
This post appeared in its original form at DC Metblogs
Well I used to say something in my profile about not quite being a “tinker, tailor, soldier, or spy” but Tom stole that for our about us page, so I guess I’ll have to find another way to express that I am a man of many interests.
Hmm, guess I just did.
My tastes run the gamut from sophomoric to Shakespeare and in my “professional” life I’ve sold things, served beer, written software, and carried heavy objects… sometimes at the same place. It’s that range of loves and activities that makes it so easy for me to love DC – we’ve got it all.
