I Was Sure I Had Something To Say Here
27 September 2001
5:21 PM: Not that the local bar ever allowed people to smoke indoors there. Of course not. Because, as we all know, that would be wrong.
But if they had - which they didn't - then they would have stopped last night after getting a fine. Hypothetically.
Some people are apparently responding to America's New War by redoubling their efforts be lowlife fucking narks. Kinda makes you proud, doesn't it?"Welcome to San Francisco - Land of Tolerance For People Who Don't Do Anything We Don't Like!"
6:51: So, went with Lana, Eddie, and Lisa to the first play of the new Berkeley Rep season last night. 36 Views, a world premiere from Naomi Iizuka. And it opened the Wednesday after the world ended, too. How that must have fucked with their heads.
This production is directed by Mark Wing-Davey, who put on Mad Forest and other wild brilliant pieces at B.Rep before. This one is just as cool. I don't know if I could say what the play is about per se. It's about watching it happen. It's about listening to it like music or poetry. Is this a fake? Well, fake what? All questions, few answers. As usual, Robert Hurwitt has much more coherent things to say about it. God, I love live theater.
I know there was something I meant to post here Today, but I can't remember what it was. I was thinking about yet more details about Generalissimo El Busho's doubleplusungood staff and all that, but why. Let's just sum it up this way: Fuck those people. Fuck them right in the ear.
Much more important is that The Onion finally has its new issue up, and it's note-perfect. I wonder if they're still working in Madison or if they moved to NY yet?
Willfully blind self-indulgent nebbish or amusingly quirky old coot? And how bout that local sports team? Discuss among yourselves.
All names are fake, most places are real, the author is definitely unreliable but it's all in good fun. Yep.
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