Again, from Two Prospectors:
You know you’re back in Iowa when: 1) There are no cabs at the airport, 2) Lyft is not a thing, 3) none of the strangers you encounter would like to mug/ stab/ kidnap / harass you, 4) the kid you get a ride from has a lot of thoughts about the environment, how to protect it, and how states need to assert their power when the federal government continues to fail us all, and 5) these ladies are sharing the same space-time continuum ALL AT ONCE. Happy wedding to Katie Consamus and Kevin Argus!
I can’t tell you how many grad school afternoons involved rewriting (or writing) plays in the same room with Andrew Saito. We were always eating, and he was never wearing pants. Today was my day to do a chunk of rewrites before rehearsal tomorrow. I knew that shit was going to get real when Saito showed up at my studio bearing chocolate, I made a giant pasta salad, we both got out our scripts, and he took off his pants. I don’t know how writing gets done any other way.