Man, I gotta get somebody to dust in here...

Alright, folks, he's back. I know have things to talk about.

First, I don't care what anyone says. Heroes blows now. Damn you, Heroes, damn you for starting out awesome and crushing my spirit.

Second, Top Chef is pissing me off. Has anyone noticed that halfway through the show there's a two minute act about someone's drama, then right back to commercial? WTF mate? It's like the commercials get a rest for a minute.

Ok, now on to real stuff.

I'm a director now.

About six weeks ago the director of One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest died unexpectedly. I hadn't known him very long but I hope it was obvious that I was very fond of the man. He had a gentle heart and an easy smile. He'll be missed.

So what happened was there was this play to be done, and no director. Initially someone asked if I was interested and I shook my head. I've wanted to try my hand at it for some time, I'm certainly opinionated enough. It wouldn't be my FIRST time, but it would be my first time trying to do it RIGHT. But I always thought about getting into it. After a few days the thought wasn't leaving my head. That's when I knew I wanted to do it.

While the next few weeks were a bit nerve racking, I don't think there was really any other alternative. No one else wanted to do it.

He was slated to direct the spring production for The Country Players. The show is crazy fun and uproariously funny. It's called Moon Over Buffalo.


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