I needed a hug.
And this was digitally sent to me.
I love it. It's weird and sweet and I would be on board except...
most of them look like children.
You guys. I don't know...
I just don't know.
This is Atri, one of my favorite tiny humans.
That is Atri's boot.
He has a "toddler fracture." (no really that's the medical term)
What did he do about it, you guys?
He ran in a field in Central Park and played tag with me and some very bossy big kids, dressed like a fireman, performed a puppet show, did yoga with me aaaand meticulously prepared me a picnic of plastic food.
I hope we all learned something here, you guys.
Scott Klopfenstein, my homie, collaborator, and favorite musician played a show tonight at Petes Candy.
We had feelings. We felt possibility. We listened to derogatory stories about Chuckie Cheese.
It was beautiful.
Also in today, The New York Times ran a story on my friend, WIll.
Will busks Shakespeare on the Highline.
Will has found a unique way to be a working actor.
Then the New York Times told a lot of people about it.
Click here to read what they said!!
Two reminders to live your dreams, kids.
The HillTown Plays opened last night.
Rattlestick is doing something supremely special here. The plays, by themselves, are gorgeous. But together...it's a moving, powerful world NY theater patrons have the privilege to become immersed in.
Lucy has changed my life, has changed the way I hear my work. She has helped me, in a year, grow way closer to the writer I actually am. She has taught me to, above all be generous, honest and brave.
And boy does she practice what she preach.
See these plays. They will shake and change you.
Congrats to all involved.
I am an optimist.