Remembering Marvin Hamlisch with a performance of his work by Gilda Radner

When we think of spam, we think (most of us, some of us think of spiced ham) of the inbox. The infinitely large virtual inbox that seemingly overflows with junk telling us how to enlarge parts of our bodies or reduce  [more...]

Just got back from the theater, where we’re setting for tomorrow’s opening day at DC Shorts. Tired and hungry and formulating an opinion on whether or not I will end up returning to DC: short answer, no  [more...]