Look, we both know I've never been the most prolific blogger in the knife drawer. Infrequently I'll feel moved just to write stuff, but most of the time this place is little more than scrapbook full of links to pieces I've published elsewhere, sometimes pimped out with bonus content, sometimes not.
I write now to warn you that for at least the next three weeks, my stewardship of this space is all but certain to hit a truly deplorable new depth of negligence. That's because I'll be shacked up a few blogs down the block at Fringe & Purge, the Washington City Paper's destination for coverage of the fifth annual Capital Fringe Festival, which kicks off -- that's a sports reference, theater-folk -- tomorrow. See here, you; I started before I even said.
Meanwhile, my (first!) CP cover story, about the DC Fringe aged five,
should hit the web later today is here, and be available in tangible, lovable, finger-staining paper form tomorrow at a hipper coffee shop or used-clothing boutique near you. I'll also have a review of tonight's concert by She & Him at the 9:30 Club up on the WashPo's Click Track blog tomorrow right here.