My friends Rob and Joy (recently seen as “Kiki” in the last Kiki show…and if all goes well, in the next one, too) are re-staging Jane Wagner’s incredible one-woman show Search for Signs, a play written for Lily Tomlin in the 70s. They put together the show about 6 years ago, for Piccolo Spoleto, here, in Charleston, and I saw it for the first time then. Joy is an unbelievable actor, and I was blown away then by her characterizations of all of Wagner’s delightful boys and girls In Search for Signs. While living in NYC I got to see Lily do the show, herself, and though she was sufficiently perfect, obviously, in performance I found myself missing some of Joy’s takes on the show…please do yourself a favor and support this brand new theater company in Charleston.

Fascinating.

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Riddle me this: When does a lizard sound like a telephone?

The Phone

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For being such a good little IT go-to boy here at the offices of Lane and Smythe Real Estate, I was gifted one of these fancy phones. I have said this before and will say again: if, as an artist, one must find other means to live by beyond income created from his or her art, one should only dream of being as fortunate to find people to work with that are as lovely and supportive as those that I do, currently. I know that I’m a lucky guy, and have L&S to thank, in part, for my survival over the last few years. Kiki’s survival, for that matter! If you ever need real estate in Charleston, these are the ladies (and gentleman) you want to contact to be your agents. And I’m not just saying this because they’ve funded me a $600 fringe benefit. I love them dearly.

Oh! and the phone’s great, too! But more on it later.

I love this photograph. There are plenty more here. The other day I took down an entire shelf of nice wine glasses, at home. Enormous crash, bits of glass everywhere, for days. Wasn’t nearly as photogenic of an experience as Mr. Strawn’s work, though.

Things You Don’t See Often

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This bike has been standing on the corner of my street for 24 hours. I cannot believe it.