So I've mortgaged my soul away to the Washington City Paper's Fringe & Purge blog, all about the Capital Fringe Festival, for another July, just like I did last year. Come see what we're cooking over there.
But here's my Washington Post review of R. Kelly's not-nearly-freaky-deaky enough Verizon Center show from Independence Day weekend. I really wish they hadn't cut the phrase "singing Tourette's."
Oh, and here's a really flattering, kind of embarrassing thing Andrew Beaujon for TBD wrote to pimp my participation on a panel about John Guare's play Six Degrees of Separation at the Phillips Collection last week.
I am very sorry I haven't called you back or answered your e-mail. September is looking very good for that.