Way Off Loop

This blog has been totally abandoned for years, but since the Paper Machete just linked to it, I'll briefly mention everything I'm d...

I'm taking an indefinite sabbatical. You might think, looking at my posting record, that I've been on sabbatical since, oh... July. ...

I've just spent a lovely, lovely Sunday hunched over my laptop doing tippy-tappy-typing chores like a good girl/pathetic Dickensian dron...

Silent Theatre's inaugrual production, "Lulu," totally knocked me out last year. It was sexy, weird, and brought all the most ...

On Thursday I took in "Mr. Spacky, the Man Who Was Continuously Followed by Wolves," a title that's fun to say, not just once,...

Oh LaBUTE. I always thought this guy got a little too much credit. It is now clear that he's an actual blithering idiot. I have never ...

Having banished the internet from my home, I find that I just don't blog like I used to. And given that I blogged begrudgingly and infr...

Tonight’s play, “Black Diamond,” started off with a life-threatening case of the expositions. It’s a common disease, but it’s particularly b...