True, I have lately been feeling overwhelmed by the general insanity of my daily activities, and true, I believe that my heightened state of anxiety is only compounded by the fact that New York City is shifting into summer (read humid) mode.
I had a lovely visit with my brother Travis last weekend, but his departure led to storm clouds and tempestuous winds. Tuesday’s odd weather seemed to trigger something in me, as I suddenly decided I had to install my air conditioner and then rearrange my room. It must be noted that my room is about… let’s say, 7×10 feet. So there’s really only one furniture set up that actually works. 30 minutes later, I was drenched in sweat and boasted a room that Feng Shui gurus would frown upon. I then realized that I had to get going to my play rehearsal, so I took an ice-cold shower and started walking to the bus stop. Here’s where my story gets good. As crazy gusts of wind and black clouds started their ominous warnings, a hunched-over, elderly man passed by me on his cane, looked me in the eyes, and said, “Storms a-coming!” I wasn’t quite sure whether I should laugh or cry. It was strangely hilarious.
Forty some odd hours later, and I am sitting at my desk in a still-cluttered room. The air conditioner is triumphantly blowing.
Introduction aside, please follow me to the purpose of this blog post.
Come to my UCB 301 graduation show! It’s this Sunday, June 1st at 4:00pm at the Upright Citizens Brigade Theater on 26th Street and 8th Avenue.
And stay tuned for more self-promotions… including the opening of my play “Pleasures of Peace” on June 12th, running through June 28th.