Ducks and pins and houses, oh my!

By accident I just saw all the photos from my I-Phone in rapid succession as they downloaded onto my MacBook.  They zipped by in a strangely cool montage. Before this, if you’d asked me how the past year has gone for me, I’d say “eh, it was ok.”  But as I got a quick glanceContinueContinue reading “Ducks and pins and houses, oh my!”

We’re not so evolved, we humans.

I didn’t know what to expect when I met Bo Eason.  I’d heard his one-man play, Runt of the Litter, a fictionalized version of his life as the the driven, younger brother of star NFL quarterback Tony Eason (whom I remember rooting for in the 80’s), was intense and graphic, so I imagined he’d needContinueContinue reading “We’re not so evolved, we humans.”

The seat of my pants isn’t creasing…

…and I finally figured out why.  I must have a steaming hot ass.”-Steve Martin, live at Walton Arts Center. Steve Martin came to town tonight.  Yeah, that Steve Martin.  The guy is, frankly, sickly talented.  Actor, comedian and…Grammy-winning banjo player?  You betcha.He played with the Steep Canyon Rangers, a terrific band in their own right,ContinueContinue reading “The seat of my pants isn’t creasing…”