Turkey called an emergency NATO meeting over ISIS in Syria.
President Obama told African leaders who overstayed their welcome to get the hint.
Jonathan Pollard, who spied for Israel, will be paroled in November.
Tom Brady’s four-game suspension because he deflated his balls is upheld by the NFL commissioner.
Talk about an upgrade: Delta offers a private jet.
The Tigers lost 10-2 to the Rays.
Heading back to Miami this morning after a great time at Inge. I’ll have more later when I get home this afternoon.
It’s that time of year again…
The William Inge Theatre on the campus of Independence Community College
This weekend is the 34th annual William Inge Theatre Festival, and my twenty-fourth trip to the town of Independence, Kansas. Long-time readers know of my annual pilgrimage where for three days I get to resume my other identity as a theatre scholar and playwright full-time.
My first Inge Festival was in 1991 when the honoree was Edward Albee. This year the recognition for distinguished achievement goes to Donald Margulies.
So, who’s William Inge? Well, among other things, he won the Pulitzer Prize for the play Picnic and an Oscar for the screenplay for Splendor in the Grass. At the height of his fame in the early 1950’s he was considered to be one of the best American playwrights of the time along with Tennessee Williams and Arthur Miller. He wrote many plays, including a collection of short plays. His works are revived on Broadway every so often, including a stand-out production of Come Back, Little Sheba starring S. Epatha Merkerson in 2008 that should have won the Tony that year. But fame and adulation doesn’t last forever or ensure happiness, and in 1973, convinced that he had lost his ability to tell any more stories, he committed suicide at the age of 60. He is buried in Independence under a simple marker with his name, dates, and the word “Playwright.”
Since I’m going to be traveling today and diving in to the festivities, blogging will be light and variable until I get back Monday night. But I’ll be putting up some reflections on theatre and perhaps some pictures, so I hope you’ll stop by.
Iran scoffs at Congress’s attempt to horn in on the nuclear deal.
A man in a one-person auto-giro landed on the west lawn of the Capitol.
Arizona cop rams suspect with patrol car. (Hey, at least he didn’t shoot him.)
Airbus adding more seats to planes. Comfy?
The Tigers beat the Pirates 1-0.
A lot of people are traveling today for the holiday — I know the office will be mere shadow of its usual self today. Just in time for it comes a big winter storm along the East Coast.
Millions of Americans planning to take to the roads and skies for Thanksgiving face travel chaos because of a storm that’s forecast to batter the Northeast on Wednesday. Meteorologists said Tuesday that the nor’easter was likely to hit on a day when more than 46 million people across the nation were expected to journey 50 miles or more.
The nor’easter is expected to throw a variety of misery at travelers, from a slushy mixture and rain and snow and 30-mph winds in Boston, New York City and Washington, D.C., to as much as 16 inches of snow in western Massachusetts. “Travel is not going to be a lot of fun for people trying to get to Grandma’s house on Wednesday,” said Kevin Roth, lead meteorologist at The Weather Channel. Major airports would be lucky to escape without significant delays, Roth said.
Good luck getting to New Jersey, Vikram. My offer of an extra place at the table on Thursday still stands.
Intruder made it as far as the East Room in the White House.
Underestimating ISIS was rampant.
Hong Kong Occupy Central movement continues to demand democracy.
Supreme Court blocks early voting in Ohio.
Midwest air travel is still recovering from Friday’s fire at FAA facility.
Club shooting in Miami continues cycle of violence.
I made it home safe and sound. The flight back treated me to a view of the full moon rising over the clouds somewhere between Northern Kentucky and South Florida.
I still have a whole week of vacation to go, so blogging is still on vacation time.
Rocky Mountain National Park’s Trail Ridge Road takes you from Estes Park to Grand Lake reaching over 12,000 feet above sea level. I traveled that road many times in my ten summers at camp. Here you can take the whole trip in five minutes.
It’s amazing what a good night’s sleep will do for you, and I finally got one.
The last week has been all go-go-go, what with traveling to the Inge Festival with its events running late into the night and then getting up the next day to go to workshops. Then I got up really early on Sunday to get to the airport to get back here for the staged reading of my play, which lasted until 10:30, which is late for me. So I took a half-day at work yesterday, came home, and zonked out on my bed. I got up in time to make dinner, catch up on TiVo, and go back to bed at 8:30.
I’m back on my regular schedule now.
This will be a very long day. I’m leaving Independence at 3:00 a.m. local time to catch a 6:55 a.m. flight out of Tulsa in order to get back to Miami, where I will arrive around 1:00 p.m. EDT. From there I go home, drop my bags and computer, then head out to Miami Beach for the reading of Can’t Live Without You at SoBe Arts, which is located at 2100 Washington Avenue.
The reading is free and open to the public. Curtain time is at 7:00 p.m. It will be directed by William Roudebush and feature Terri Garber in the ensemble cast.
So this will probably be it for posting today. I don’t know what time I’ll get back from the reading, and after traveling halfway across the country and then going to the reading, I’ll probably be a little tired. I also have to go back to work first thing in the morning.
Spring break is over.
I’m on the way to the 33rd annual William Inge Theatre Festival in Independence, Kansas. For you regular readers you know what that means: four days of theatre and writing from the home town of the playwright who wrote Come Back, Little Sheba, Picnic, Bus Stop, Dark at the Top of the Stairs, and won the Oscar for the screenplay for Splendor in the Grass.
It also means that blogging will continue to be light and variable, and when I do, it will be about the goings-on at the Festival.
I’ll check in when I get to the Apple Tree Inn and get settled. Until then, if you’re at DFW this morning, you might see me running like crazy to make my connection to Tulsa.
This weekend is a busy one in the car show world here in South Florida. I’m heading out this morning for Port St. Lucie and the AACA national winter meet where the Pontiac will be going for its second Driver Participation chip.
Then on Sunday I’ll be a judge at the Boca Raton Concours d’Elegance which brings together some very nice cars from the 1900’s to the 1980’s. Because I’m not one of the 1%, I won’t be going to the hangar party or the gala banquet, but the fun stuff — for me — happens on Sunday anyway.
Blogging will be light and variable until Monday.
Panel recommends curbs on N.S.A.
Sen. Max Baucus (D-MT) will be named the new ambassador to China.
Fed to back off stimulus plan but keep interest rates low.
1,000 firefighters are battling wildfire in Big Sur.
Delta and JetBlue will keep the cell phone ban in flight.
What should have been a leisurely drive home from Orlando yesterday — four hours, tops — ended up being nearly eight hours because of… well, we’re not really sure why. There was a fifty-mile long back-up of stop-and-go traffic on Florida’s Turnpike between Kissimmee and Fort Pierce that didn’t seem to be caused by an accident, weather, or construction. The only thing we saw was a huge line of cars getting off at Yeehaw Junction (yes, there really is such a place) and another long line of taillights getting into the Fort Drum service plaza. But that’s it.
Anyway, I got home a lot later than planned and I’m slogging it to get going this morning, catching up with the news and bracing myself for going back to work after a four-day weekend and a long day at the Festivals of Speed event in Orlando. So forgive me if things are a little pokey around here until I get back up to speed.
How was your weekend?
The I.R.S. is changing the rules for non-profits political activities.
U.S. tests China’s air rights claims with B-52’s.
CBS suspends Lara Logan and producer over Benghazi hoax.
Holiday travel is a real mess in the East.
Scotland has plans for independence.
Israel takes out missiles headed for Hezbollah.
Appeals court reinstates Texas restrictive abortion law provisions.
Obamacare site back up after help from Google.
Cory Booker is sworn in as Senator.
FAA allows most electronic devices to remain on during take-off and landing.
Rabbit, rabbit, rabbit.
Made it home safe and sound. All unpacked, all the stuff put away. Time for bed.
Vacation is over; I’m heading back to Miami today and back to work tomorrow.
As I alluded to last night, it’s been a bittersweet time: great to be with my parents and to go to Stratford, but also a goodbye to a place that will always be a part of my life.
Today is also the first day of school in Miami-Dade County. Best wishes to the teachers, staff, and kids, and yes, I’m also wondering where did the summer go?
See you when I get back unless I see something worth posting.
We’re getting ready to head back to Perrysburg. We had a great time seeing some great theatre, having some nice meals and discovering a couple of new places to eat.
I posted my thoughts on the last two plays we saw over at Bobby Cramer, and now I’m trying to get packed and make sure I don’t leave anything behind. Wouldn’t want to make a sock an undocumented immigrant in Canada.
We’re out of here today, heading for the border and the True North. I’ll drop you a note once I’m settled in.
By the way, we watched The Grapes of Wrath last night on TCM. I’ve never seen the whole film before. Still very relevant after all these years.