Well - I was supposed to have a lunch today, but alas no lunch. Instead it was turkey downstairs. Mllyuuch!

Had a crazy dream last night: a rocket exploded in Jersey City - and I saw the thing happen.

Go up in flames. And as I watched, there was a secondary explosion. From that a piece of metal, an enormous piece of debris went flying in my direction...and I said to myself - this is it. Or I am going to die now. But I didn't.

What else? Naked Angels reading might happen. As will the Cherry Lane staged reading.

Amy B has set me up with many, many meetings: LA Theaterworks, South Coast Rep, Mark Taper and maybe even Geffen. Shit. That's a lot to deal with in a few days. Or, a day. This is what I want though. right? Absolutely. HB

jesus - so much to catch up. The wedding, the trip to Sarasota, King. And now it's wednesday. So I guess we skip the wedding, Sarasota and King and just move it on.

Nah, let's talk about the wedding: bunch of us running around crazily like wild animals


The wedding included the "release of limiting beliefs of marriage" ceremony, consisting of David and Dara burning sage, reading slips of paper and then burning them, and then looking at everybody in the audience. I enjoyed meeting all the people of course, but I cannot deny that my mind was elsewhere - on the eagles! who lost! who choked! oh well...

the best part of the weekend for me was not necessarily being with all my old chums - it was seeing novella and her family. her kids are adorable and she and max seem really good. max actually had a heart attack - which is just terrifying because he is very young, and extremely fit physically.
Shit.

King: I was most pleased by how it went. All of the performances were pretty good and I think we created a fairly laid back atmosphere - where it seemed more like an open rehearsal than a presentation. it was all hustle to get back and that was just great that I didn't drink myself into oblivion the night before like many of my comrades did.