Jun 23, 2024 | Uncategorized
—From EF— The Book of Job said it: “Yet man is born unto trouble, As the sparks fly upward.” This might sound like evasion, for there was already a plan in place to run Job through the wringer. Best to say it was his predestined heritage. In a recent...
Jun 16, 2024 | Uncategorized
—From CB— Writing fiction at least keeps one out of trouble. It takes lots of time, it’s likely that few will read it, and so much accumulates even in the time it takes to read this, that like a fruit-fly life it’s gone before sunset. So why do it instead of more...
Jun 11, 2024 | Uncategorized
—From EF— I’m gonna try again. I traveled to my high school reunion—a first for me—last July and didn’t get there. O’Hare was closed to all air traffic by a whopper of a storm, and I spent the night sleeping (?) on the cold tile floor of the St....
Jun 3, 2024 | Uncategorized
—From CB— I’m not a tree-hugger. The notion of spiders or ants crawling into my sleeves or around my collar is a huge turn-off. In fact I don’t like nature much, except to look at. Definitely I don’t like politicians who want to pave it over; it still contains a lot...
May 27, 2024 | Uncategorized
—From EF— Joe Hill. World War I. — Tom Joad. World War II. — Paul Robeson at Sydney Opera House. Vietnam War. I’m writing this on the cusp of Memorial Day, 2024. A couple of years ago I put up a Memorial Day photo of my father taken in Paris, in a basement...
May 18, 2024 | Uncategorized
—From CB— I’ve never had occasion for self-analysis. Not that I haven’t done it: as a writer, both of comedy and otherwise, you’re constantly looking for material. Whether it’s a TV weatherman shopping for a new personality (Song Stories, 1974) or an investment broker...
May 12, 2024 | Uncategorized
—From EF— Back in 1985 I had a long span of steel-gray depression enclosing my head like a vise. It didn’t make any sense, but then, depression never does. There were so many things to celebrate. Our theatre company had just been chosen (one of only ten in the...
May 6, 2024 | Uncategorized
—From CB— We’re all going to die. It can’t be avoided. Jump ahead a hundred years, and we’ll all (pretty much) be dead. Maybe a few survivors, hooked up with tubes, in wheelchairs and walkers, waiting out a few more years, but otherwise that’s it. That was your life....
Apr 30, 2024 | Uncategorized
—From EF— Our puppets, the creatures of Conrad’s imagination and skilled hands, are now on display at the Occidental Center for the Arts (3850 Doris Mitchell Ct., Occidental), each one has a price tag set by OCA, which will keep all the proceeds to support its...
Apr 21, 2024 | Uncategorized
A Fall In college, I played a string of old men. This was largely due to my voice, deep and full. I had no notion how to play an old man, though now I could do a pretty good job—I’m 82, for chrissake. I could even forget my lines. The greatest challenge, though, is...
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