1. Getting ebola.
2. Being devoured by a python.
3. Being devoured by a hippo.
4. Winning the lottery.
5. Winning an entire baby sloth orphanage.

This is something that had never happened before, and now it just happened:

One more night in the art gallery, one more reading of WILD BLUE today. For the past three weeks, the art gallery has been our late-night / night-cap / dinner-having / front-step-sitting space, and last night we kept Casey company until a few hours before her 6 am cab showed up. (Some of) the Ladies of Playpenn – we will not be stopped.

Also possibly: strange discoveries in small places…

Williamstown for the weekend! The 48 hour blur included lots of Amtraks, octopus cookies, seeing Sam Hunter’s A Great Wilderness in the Nikos, seeing a run of Fool For Love in the abandoned elementary school, and re-enacting my Stephen King Abandoned Elementary School nightmares.

I read an article about how bees are important, and also how if you find them dying inside your house, they’re possibly just dehydrated, and how if you give them a solution of sugar water they will return to life, and probably not sting you, and probably continue to be important for the environment. Guess what! It’s true!

Meet Wilhelm. He was dying. We put him under a water glass and poured sugar water on his paper towel. Meet Wilhelm 15 minutes later. He’s drunk all of the sugar water and is ready to single-leggedly save the world.

Post Script: my parents pointed out that he is a Wilhelmina and not a Wilhelm, because in bee-societies, the ladies are the ones who go out and do all the work. Not unlike in human societies.

We all sit around the table and look super smart:

…while director Meredith McDonough wrangles my play into a general state of something-ness:
Meanwhile back at the gallery, Mike Donahue has a new office wherein he does ALL THE WORK:

Sometimes your people come to Philly. And they muddle sour cherries from the Farmers Market with rye and licorice-mint to make a “signature cocktail,” and they roast a leg of lamb, and they flambé peaches. There’s all different kinds of art being contained in this gallery.

Hello Philadelphia! I’m living in an art gallery. During new play talkbacks, I take a lot of notes, to which my collaborators contribute greatly.

Jersey to the left, New York to the center and right… Happy panoramic 4th of July.