sorry I'm a blogging rampage, but this is too awesome not to share

Thanks to Liisa for bringing this to my attention

not quite fertilizer, but close

SF News Outlets are now reporting that the smell covering the majority of San Francisco is being caused, believe it or not, by boxes of shit

all of san francisco smells like fertilizer right now

what's going on? I smell it in the mission and out in the Sunset. Is anyone else smelling this?

stalls

Hey Congress is as horny as we are! But seriously, who is ballsy enough in these days of terrorism to look for sex in an airport bathroom? You can't even get a tub of toothpaste across the "threshold of safety" and yet Senators think they can get some discreet under-the-stall action? IT'S ALWAYS ORANGE ALERT AT THE AIRPORT, DUMBASS.

I just saw a CNN report dramatizing how cruising works. I didn't actually hear it because I was on the elliptical glider at the time, but it looked very scintillating. And this morning crew seemed to have a good time.

A few photos from the summer

A few shots from Boom at Brown/Trinity Playwrights Rep
(Photos by Brian Gaston. Actors: Susannah Flood, Jimmy King, and Constance Crawford)







Some bad camera phone shots of cape cod

Me on Cape Cod


The lamb prop from W.H.A.T.'s production of Hunter Gatherers


Bad camera phone pic of the the set of Hunter Gatherers (Marc Carver, Denise Cormier, Tom Kee, and Laura Latreille. Set by Rob Bissinger)


another fuzzy camera phone pic of HG during tech

ok now i'm really back

I went away again, and now I'm back again in San Francisco. For at least a whole month! I am about to venture out Trader Joes for some much anticipated reaquaintence. more anon!

wow

Last night, some woman near my apartment had some of the most amazing sex I have ever heard happen outside my window. Or perhaps, it was just the loudest sex I have ever heard outside my window. At first, I thought that perhaps someone was being attacked but then the rhythms of the yelling seemed to be more thrusty than attacky. That, coupled with some other grunts and moans made me think that these were yells of release and pleasure and wow, someone left the window open or just doesn't care. Welcome to the neighborhood!

i am on the cutting edge of cape cod cuisine

Just in case you missed the Sunday NY Times, here's me eating an oyster with my friends Laura, Jay and Judy (Laura's Mom) in Wellfleet, Cape Cod. Hey, at least they didn't catch me leaving Promises for a beer run.

Blog once again used for primary purpose

Procrastination!

I am clacking away at a cafe working on the new project (the one about privacy, voyeurism, exhibitionism). I'm playing with some characters and also trying to come up with 3 to 4 words that I can go back to when I am trying to think of the tone of the piece. So far I've got "dangerous" and "awesome."

chilly summer at last

I am back in the Fran. In the SFO. Left the PVD and "New England's elbow" and now enjoying sitting in my apartment again seeing fog burn off for an hour or two of sun time.

My brain kind of feels like mush right now, as though caffeine has lost its effect.

more soon