Above photo: Between Two Knees (2019): Wotko Long, Rachel Crowl, April Ortiz, Derek Garza, Shaun Taylor-Corbett. Photo by Jenny Graham. Minutes before the curtain rose on the night we saw Between Two Knees, my husband Rand received a text from our friend Shaun, who is in the show. “Sorry in advance,” Shaun wrote,…
A strange thing happens when you become a theater nerd of the highest order – you develop a relationship not just with the characters within a play, or even the play itself, but – if circumstances allow – with the theater company as a whole. Every season takes on its own personality, and you find…
Let me begin with a disclaimer of sorts. For the last seven years on this blog, I have staunchly avoided accepting free trips, tickets, passes, gifts, upgrades, hotel stays, or products. Last month, though, I caved. We were invited to opening weekend of the Oregon Shakespeare Festival, and offered press tickets for the shows, which…
Yesterday afternoon, after a surprisingly productive few days, my brain broke and refused to yield one more word of content. I tried bribing it with promises of a new pair of jeans, but that didn’t work, and so I ate an entire half cobbler, thinking maybe that would do the trick. It did not,…
– When I was a kid, my family went out to eat approximately never. My mother will tell you that it was out of frugality, because my family was broke (not in a depressing, Charles-Dickens sort of way, but a charming and somewhat hilarious let’s-throw-a-blanket-over-the-kids-so-we-don’t-have-to-pay-for-them-at-the-Drive-In kind of way). I’m sure our reluctance to eat out…
The Lithia Springs Resort is imbued with a sort of Shakespearean vibe. –
Rand had read about Buttercloud Bakery online, and decided we needed to go there for breakfast. This might have caused me to squeal a little bit. – I like having breakfasts at bakeries. I like having practically any meal at a bakery. Hell, I’m beginning to think that maybe we should have gotten married at…
Some days, you go for a walk. –
– Every time that Rand and I stay in an old hotel, we have a similar exchange: Me: This place is nice. Too bad it’s haunted. Rand: Baby, this place isn’t haunted. Me: You’d like for me to think that, wouldn’t you? Rand: Yes. Yes, I would. I would very much like for you to…
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