“Sold Out”

“Sold Out” The very best I had to say!    INTRODUCTION if such a thing exists…           Since the very earliest of modern theatre, as we’ve learned to know and understand it, the most welcome statement being posted by a producer is a simple two word statement: “Sold Out”! It just doesn’t get any better…

RICOCHET: Thinking about yesterday, contemplating tomorrow…

Ricochet Stepping below Attainment Often from the edge Praying, were it a ledge Safely resting on a breeze Of righteous thought… I thought Meaningless… when bought Disguised in his dormancy Betrayed favor Jested by these fanatics Religious clods Human struggle beneath An entire country’s grief They rush in New thrones, there to replace the old Always they…

Winnowing continued…

Winnowing Thoughts My Struggle To Preserve Prolonged thoughts often stay with me, becoming more and more aware of a need to serve my needs. Often ideas strike me, without pre-determinations, yet aware they exist for me to reap. When it happens, vague reasons accompany them. Rarely, if ever instantly understood, answers serve as a presentment…

Winnowing

Winnowing         …Excuse me, but I’d like to begin with one more thing. Damn it—because a thought popped in and up—that’s the way it works for me. If in the event you’re not the guy or gal who has this curious bent, not to worry about what I have to say—because if the shoe doesn’t happen…

Make Room for Zoom

…It’s upon us, and here to stay, (I think) Make Room for Zoom         In the event you might not have noticed… it seems like everybody you know “iz”,  or has become a “Zoomer”. It’s an easy enough name to remember: “Zoomer” rhymes with late bloomer, groomer, bath-roomer, and many, many more I’m sure, like gloom, and…

Down, Not Out

Down, Not Out Down, not out Its not who we are Not destined to be There again Setting out Tasked with Learning how to win Discovering difficulty Almost everyday Along each road taken When the lights come on again All over our world Rewards mostly forgotten Somehow not forsaken We prepare for tomorrow With yesterday’s…

Dingbat Dan

Dingbat Dan (Not a Sunday kind of man)         Tomorrow’s notes, today: I grew up hearing the descriptive, “dingbat”. It wasn’t necessarily a bad thing, but then again, it definitely wasn’t really a nice thing to say to or about another individual, be they male or female. Then, there was the time as a supposed adult male…

You can’t…

You Can’t Fight City Hall (Really?)         It was a common colloquialism around the lower east side of New York, as one might expect to hear echoing from one tenement building to another—back when I was a kid: rules were rules. We kids picked up on everything our parents might be using in their daily conversations, regardless of…

Yankee Doodle Dandies

Sunday, July 4th, 2021 To all you Yankee Doodle Dandies         “Hip, hip, hurrah” to and for all of us who have a love affair with the greatest country in the history of the world, the way we believe, and pray it will remain forever. This is to the United States of America, the very grandest…