The sense of loss: the same in both theatre and sports

I’ll never forget the feeling of standing in the tiny purple Pikesville High School Varsity locker room after my last high school lacrosse game. Despite the stink of sweat in the close quarters and the loud sounds of fourteen teenagers jabbering away, all I could feel...

A face for radio and a voice for tv

We all know the voices: Howard Cosell… Ryan Seacrest… Margaret Thatcher. Whether we like them or not, we respond to them. They are distinctive, crisp, resonant. They don’t fill the silences with “hmm’s” and...

A big week of premieres and what to wear

Something must be in the stars because this upcoming week is far busier than my usual ‘stay-at-home-and-write-and-drink-wine-and-write-and- watch-bad-reality-tv-and-write’ weeks. Friday August 10th is the opening night for Sister Cities. This is the fourteenth...

Singing on Nickella Dee’s kids album — Part Deux

  Today was recording day. 30+ kids and I sang on Nickella Dee’s smart, funny, creative kids’ album ME LIKE ME. For the last two weeks, I’ve been religiously memorizing my part in the car. Billy Joel and NPR were replaced with songs about Captain...

When I’m angry, I paint

I started painting in ’96. I had just lost the lead in a play to a spectacularly untalented actress whom the director was screwing. It was a huge loss of illusion for someone who genuinely thought the magical world of theatre was a meritocracy.  I was...

The loneliness of the long distance cyclist

Some people take pills. Some people drink. I cycle. Last year I trained for several months to complete the 600 mile Aids Lifecycle. Yesterday, was the anniversary of the ride and as I look back on my past year of riding, it has been a much different experience. Rather...

Sister Cities at the Hollywood Fringe

I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of seeing Sister Cities performed because every time I watch it, whether it’s a 50 thousand dollar production with elaborate sets and celebrity names or a tiny fringe production with an old couch and a shelf full of...

Draw Something… my newest obsession

First it was Angry Birds. Then Crush the Castle… and while I like the loud sounds made by squawking birds knocking through wood  and catapulting cannons careening into unsuspecting royalty… I have a new obsession. Draw Something. It’s Pictionary...

Actors who direct… it makes perfect sense to me

Actors who direct… it makes perfect sense to me. They understand how it feels to be in front of the camera; thus, the transition  behind the camera is a natural one. While I am an enormous fan of auteur filmmakers like  The Coen Brothers, Steven Soderbergh,  Ang...