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my life...in, around and about the theatre | blogging at you since 2001!: SIMPLE JOYS
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Stuff I Like to Write About}. 25th annual putnam county spelling bee. Beauty and the beast. Joseph and the amazing technicolor dreamcoat. Little house on the prairie. Phantom of the opera. Songs for a new world. The light in the piazza. The sound of music. 10171987 - 10.22.2003. The Liz Logelin Foundation}. Saturday, November 06, 2010. L-r) Melody Hollis, Andrea McArdle and Mikey. 8217;s production of Annie and that all changed. My inaugural visit to Musical Theatre West. Return to the show as Annie̵...
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my life...in, around and about the theatre | blogging at you since 2001!: TONIGHT
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Stuff I Like to Write About}. 25th annual putnam county spelling bee. Beauty and the beast. Joseph and the amazing technicolor dreamcoat. Little house on the prairie. Phantom of the opera. Songs for a new world. The light in the piazza. The sound of music. 10171987 - 10.22.2003. The Liz Logelin Foundation}. Thursday, December 02, 2010. National Tour of West Side Story/credit: Joan Marcus. Arguably, there is nothing that exudes the essence of musical theatre more than West Side Story. Of In the Heights.
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In Defense of My Existence: the roman fascist church
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Comment-link {margin-left:.6em;}. In Defense of My Existence. The roman fascist church. It has been widely reported about. The Vatican's release of a devolutionary, misguided document. Of "instruction" that all but bans gays from the priesthood. As a gay man who is fiercely proud. Of his Catholic heritage (I am a cultural Catholic, if you will), I am deeply disturbed. By this pronouncement from a church that is often. When compared to its Christian counterparts of a more. And devout men of God. I'm a bit...
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In Defense of My Existence: August 2005
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Comment-link {margin-left:.6em;}. In Defense of My Existence. 7:45 pm- A gorgeous summer evening in Portland, Oregon. I'm walking up SW Montgomery Avenue into the hills that surround downtown, a habit of mine most nights as I begin the drawn-out ritual of relaxation that follows dinner. Fills the air as the SUV drives past. God help the little people.). Normally, I greet the drive-by "Faggot! With a shout of "Fuck you! Or, in a lame attempt to fight fire with fire, "Breeder! Or "You better believe it!
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In Defense of My Existence: No One Is Alone
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Comment-link {margin-left:.6em;}. In Defense of My Existence. No One Is Alone. In his moment of weakening. As dawn broke and the house began to rouse itself, my brother, Sean, carried himself down the stairs to see how the patient was doing. And though he was to find Tigger's body void of its soul, there lie Gabby preening and prawning and caressing her now-lost friend. As cats are wont to do, she had never left his side. You move just a finger,. Say the slightest word,. Something's bound to linger,.
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In Defense of My Existence: reminder of an unstable mind
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Comment-link {margin-left:.6em;}. In Defense of My Existence. Reminder of an unstable mind. It was like an itch. It. An itch. It was like a cliche. And the stereotype was that it couldn't be scratched. Which would've been merely unpleasant- a perfect use for calamine, perhaps- if it hadn't started in his head. And it spread. of course it spread. That helps. a bit. But the voices stay with you. They have tea with you at 4 o'clock. And they steal the choicest crumpet. They kept the salves to themselves.
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In Defense of My Existence: [untitled]
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Comment-link {margin-left:.6em;}. In Defense of My Existence. Lost in the haze. Lost in a daze. Lost in your phrase. It beheld me beautifully. Does love lie low? Yes, perhaps proud Puck. The phrase said nothing of. The phrase I felt in. Posted by Fizz at 9:32 PM. Links to this post:. Portland, Oregon, United States. View my complete profile. The Zen Pretzel Trick. Suburban Nation. Andres Duany, et al. Toward the Livable City. Emelie Buchwald, editor. Model World and Other Stories. Michael Chabon. Shirley...
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In Defense of My Existence: Surprise!
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Comment-link {margin-left:.6em;}. In Defense of My Existence. So, as if you couldn't tell, I've been on a bit of a hiatus the past couple months. and shall remain on one for the time being. I seem far too busy- not to mention feeling drained completely of inspiration- to be regularly reminded to partake in any activity bearing even the subtlest resemblance to blogging. Check in every-so-often as I will continue updating the ever-popular. Sidebars as well as contribute the occasional. At 5:32 AM PDT.
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In Defense of My Existence: February 2006
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Comment-link {margin-left:.6em;}. In Defense of My Existence. Excerpt from an email from karl rove to life and style magazine. In reference to your query regarding anonymous sources: I believe it would be in both of our best interests if your information was simply cited to ' unnamed friends. Once again, thank you for your assistance in this rather delicate matter.". Posted by Fizz at 8:36 AM. Links to this post. Near sw 4th and washington. The man trudged toward me, calling out his drunken song. He pass...
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In Defense of My Existence: near sw 4th & washington
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Comment-link {margin-left:.6em;}. In Defense of My Existence. Near sw 4th and washington. The man trudged toward me, calling out his drunken song. It was only almost. Melodic- the lilt of his voice wavering between psychotic screaming and world-be-damned celebrating. But a song nonetheless. A chant of defiance, perhaps, as he veered in my direction- f. Or he veered off some indeterminate path much moreso than staggered. Clutching a plastic pint bottle of Popov vodka still 3/4 full. It was 3:15 pm. But I ...
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