Ira sent me a list of "medieval pick up lines." Hidden among the usual run of single-entendres like "Hey, Princess, you wouldn't happen to know where a lonely knight could scabbard his sword, would you?" was this rather poetic bit:
If the Gods would grant me into anything of my liking, I'd become your tears. Born in your eyes, live on your cheek, and die on your lips.
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"So, Leta, is it difficult to live your life so that whenever you need to illustrate a point, you have an anecdote from your personal experience?" No, not really.
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"On a break" is community theater for "spend more time with my family" which is politics for "unemployed." (Leta)
"If you want to help the American theater, don't be a performer -- be an audience." (Tallulah Bankhead)
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- The best excuse ever
- The bio I didn't write
- Red Wind
- For Paul and Kathryn
- My Will
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- How to sell more tickets?
- One I like
- Now *that's* acting
- A Gift from a Playwright
- The hardest thing about directing
- Well, duh
- Please connect me to JUniper 7-5423
- Why it's time to go back to rehearsing
- How to write a pardon
- APM, NPR, PRI
- How to return $5
- Personal Shopper
- Using his powers for good
- Local Shmocal
- But then I could never hear it again
- How to make a director happy
- The Nekkid Scottish Play
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