The Thinking Man's Idiot
The unruly brain and bad habits of a writer, artist, and grilled cheese sandwich-enthusiast.
Theater Around The Bay: Talk is Sheep
With tonight being the final performance of Satyr Night Fever, these are a few thoughts I had about SF Theater Pub being able to perform again.
Charles Lewis III brings us a special report on the rebirth of Theater Pub’s performance branch.
Welcome back, old friend.
Right now I have three distinct memories stuck in my head.
The first takes place a few years ago when I found myself crashing on the sofa of Clint Winder (tech guru for PianoFight) and his roommate, Rob Ready (the artistic director). It had been a wild night of inebriated debauchery in which I probably did one or two things I’d probably regret if I could remember them. Needless to say, I was grateful to Clint for taking mercy on me and letting me sleep it off at he and Rob’s Chinatown bachelor pad. When I woke up the next morning – throat scratchy from weed and head throbbing from drink – I’ll never forget the first thing my eyes focused on was the blueprint on the wall. For quite…
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