On Turning 45 and Not Knowing Birds or Trees or FlowersHappy birthday to me; happy birthday to me.May 11May 11
Moments, Memory, and MadnessLet’s go back to the hospital, again. It’ll be different this time.Apr 1Apr 1
A Tale of Two Peters: How Narcissistic Abuse Lasts Long After the Director Yells “Cut!”The search results tell the story:Feb 18Feb 18
Take a Bow, my FriendTheatre has always been the love of my life and, predictably, it’s complicated.Jan 30A response icon11Jan 30A response icon11
Stay Soft, Please.Maybe I’m wrong about this, but I’m pretty sure America is the only place in the entire world where you can regularly spot a large caliber…Jan 19Jan 19
A Perilous Looking BackWhy didn’t I become a cop in my early twenties?Jan 1A response icon1Jan 1A response icon1
In Love with the Underdog (Car)I was at a car show in Doylestown over the summer one night. Amidst a slew of “boomer classics” like Ford Mustangs, Chevy Bel Airs (coupes…Dec 7, 2024A response icon36Dec 7, 2024A response icon36
How a Fictional Cop from Baltimore and a Real One from New York Changed my Life“That’s not for you, Gabriel.” That was a near-constant refrain of my mother, a short, serious librarian who had very clear ideas about…Sep 20, 2024Sep 20, 2024
When the Theatre is Small; the Love is LargeFinding blood in your underwear is never a good thing. It’s particularly bad if you find blood in your underwear when you’re mid-way…Jul 23, 2024Jul 23, 2024