A cautionary tale about idle hands.
Write it down, or it’s not science, it’s just screwing around.
Black shirts? Brick wall? Yes, and? Can’t fail!
There are no small parts. Actually, every part is enormous. Too large, really. God, help us, the parts are taking over the city! THEY’VE DESTROYED TOKYO!!!
When they ask me to don my gay apparel, they get disappointed when I show up in sweatpants and Birkenstocks.
Sometimes brushes with greatness leave lint on your sweater!
Easily Startled and Ready To Sparkle!
Remember Theatre? Performing for groups, all in the same room? Pepperidge Farm remembers!
Mankind’s depravity has no floor. Not when we have shovels.
Observations on Quarantine from God’s Primordial Recluse.