Today, I get a taste of what it might be like if I just wrote plays. I took the day off work to re-write Miss Lilly for the Lark. I started the day promptly with coffee and breakfast, then a healthy dose of Blog, a little Regis, a little news, and now will write, and then will spin, and then will More Write. People, it tastes good.
I’ve been ‘kontakt’-ing some theaters in Salzburg to see if anyone might want to sponor me for a Fulbright. A lady can dream, right? It’s been super fun attempting to work my way through their websites like a dumb tourist, trying to figure out what’s what without translating. My favorite word so far is ‘abschicken.’ ….What? Submit Info? Click here? Not sure.
Ladies and Germs! I have two one night only type situations impending! You know, like doom. But instead, fun drama plays! Come see!!!
We Are Not Birds (Enjoy your Flight!)
October 15 at Ars Nova
I wrote this for Lauren Blumfield, and incredible tragic clown of an adorable actress, who was in my The Bachelor Play (Real) this Summer. Because I of course can’t seem to write about ANYTHING but airplanes, Lauren plays Lollie, a boisterous flight attendant, desperate to please. We’re turning Ars Nova into an airplane. And giving out treats. Because we can.
And then so Also:
Bath, Oct 16th, Galapagos
Bath, a short Hungarian Play for The Cabaret Magyar (a year long festival exploring and promoting contemporary Hungarian culture – in which an American travels all the way to Hungary to ‘find his roots,’ only to find himself in a Bath. With a hungarian lady. With a Urinary Tract Infection.
Because who doesn’t like a good play about a UTI? Or an airplane?
I went to see E in Rock Philly on Friday – it’s a combo of a live version of the movie Rocky, interspersed with actors performing monologues taken directly from the mouths of Philadelphians. It’s not usually the kind of thing that’s my cup of green tea (with splenda) (I should really stop using splenda) (someone tell me where to find Stevia, stat) – I enjoyed it immensely. Dudes playing ladies! Girls playing Dudes! Girls playing dudes boxing each other! Delightfully real and specific speech! Rocky!!!!! And Again, GIRLS BOXING EACH OTHER!!!! (Or: theater.) Nice.
Dear Evan, I know I am supposed to just email you these adorbs pictures, but I like them and you SO much, I thought I would put them on the internet, so you that can send the link to your Mom.
And so that also, when people google you, they can find these and see that you are thoroughly awesome and an amazing director with lots of great friends and good taste in shirts / wine/ shirts that match your wine. And then they will subsenquently writhe with envy.
….and you’re welcome.
The manager of your Online Presence,
Girl: I saw a girl wearing your dress.
Friend: Oh yeah?
Girl: Yeah so I punched her.
Dear Mom and Dad:
You. Ruined. My. Life. I ALWAYS wanted an American Girl Doll and you never got me one! Oh, the abuse!
…..One second thought! THANK YOU for not buying me a $95 doll, as I most likely would have drawn on her face.
I am entirely unashamed to admit that I think this new show is freaking genius. It’s awkward high school banter and gags and heart-wrenching drama meets – well – high school musical. Genius. Last night, the entire football team danced to Single Ladies. And Oh! How I laughed! A like to imagine a room full of really smart, really sassy gay writers in lavender sweater vests and man Keds sitting around a conference table, cackling. You can Hulu the crap out of the pilot – and you should.