http://www.radaronline.com/exclusives/2007/07/wiki-play-has-no-wiki-entry.php

"The Internet's greatest time-waster, Wikipedia, has become the inspiration for a new Off-Broadway show premiering at midtown Manhattan's Ars Nova theater on August 3. The Wikipedia Plays, overseen by associate producer Kim Rosenstock, is a mini-marathon of short vignettes, each inspired by words from connecting Wiki entries."

tomorrow, sat, sun, mon

Pataphysics workshops

http://www.theflea.org/pataphysics/index.htm

political notes from Isaac

http://parabasis.typepad.com/blog/2007/07/quick-political.html

Arrr

Weathering the storm

If the theatrosphere were the ocean, there are lots of new ships never seen before gliding in to dock with glistening new hulls. At the same time, others who we admire for their beauty and strength are leaving our shores perhaps never to be seen again.  There are squalls out on the water, rocking this one and that one.  Pirates, jumping from boat to boat, perhaps doing damage, perhaps not.  I hear cannons in the distance, but I can't tell if hulls are cracking and blistering or if it's lots of bluster.

 

Meanwhile, our lives go on in the real world.  All of us artists struggling to make art and find places to be.  I'm not sunk yet, though some days I feel like heading to dry land and studying barrelmaking or public accounting.

Murdoch buys Wall Street Journal

Here is a Wall Street Journal mocked up with actual Fox headlines. Murdoch owns Fox and has now bought the Journal. Welcome to a world of Fox "news"

capitalism

My plays Nerve and Food For Fish were just published.  They are not yet on amazon but should be soon.  In the
meantime, you can find them at the links below.

F4F
http://www.playbill.com/news/article/109666.html

Nerve
http://www.dramatists.com/cgi-bin/db/single.asp?key=3821

and also available Deflowering Waldo:

http://www.dramatists.com/cgi-bin/db/single.asp?key=3728

Susan Gets Some Play--get your tickets now.

 Susan Gets Some Play in this summer's NYC Fringe Festival Presented by Stage Fright Productions Writer: Adam Szymkowicz Director: Moritz von Stuelpnagel Starring: Jorge Cordova, Kevin R. Free, Susan Louise O'Connor, Danny Deferrari & Travis York.

 

Susan and her best friend Jay try to find Susan a boyfriend by holding auditions for an imaginary production in hopes of finding Mr. Right. Or at least a date. Or even just a freakin' kiss.
 

PERFORMANCE SCHEDULE:
 

SAT 8/18 @ NOON- 1:20
http://www.ticketweb.com/t3/sale/SaleEventDetail?dispatch=loadSelectionData&pl=&eventId=198010
SUN 8/19 @ 9:15-10:35
http://www.ticketweb.com/t3/sale/SaleEventDetail?dispatch=loadSelectionData&pl=&eventId=198025
THUR 8/23 @ 4:45 – 6:05
http://www.ticketweb.com/t3/sale/SaleEventDetail?dispatch=loadSelectionData&pl=&eventId=198027
FRI 8/24 @ 9-10:20
http://www.ticketweb.com/t3/sale/SaleEventDetail?dispatch=loadSelectionData&pl=&eventId=198034
SUN 8/26 @ 1:45 – 3:05
http://www.ticketweb.com/t3/sale/SaleEventDetail?dispatch=loadSelectionData&pl=&eventId=198036

torture

http://www.vanityfair.com/politics/features/2007/07/torture200707

 

h/t freeman   http://matthewfreeman.blogspot.com/2007/07/how-to-torture-people-101.html

 

"Zubaydah was stabilized at the nearest hospital, and the F.B.I. continued its questioning using its typical rapport-building techniques. An agent showed him photographs of suspected al-Qaeda members until Zubaydah finally spoke up, blurting out that "Moktar," or Khalid Shaikh Mohammed, had planned 9/11. He then proceeded to lay out the details of the plot. America learned the truth of how 9/11 was organized because a detainee had come to trust his captors after they treated him humanely.

It was an extraordinary success story. But it was one that would evaporate with the arrival of the C.I.A's interrogation team. At the direction of an accompanying psychologist, the team planned to conduct a psychic demolition in which they'd get Zubaydah to reveal everything by severing his sense of personality and scaring him almost to death."

wiki wiki

this will be a good show and a lot of fun.  Lots of supertalented people involved and mine includes 7 actual interns.  (My topic was Bill Clinton)  Please come if you can.  It starts on the 2nd and only goes to the 6th.

 

http://www.playbill.com/news/article/109666.html

more on contest fees

http://writinglife3.blogspot.com/2007/07/more-on-contest-fees.html

read this--I didn't write it

Hi,

We have the best opportunity we've ever had to get this country off of polluting energy like oil and coal and onto real clean alternatives. This will not only help curb the climate crisis, but save consumers money and create new jobs. Seems like a slam dunk, right?

But some in Congress are still willing to do the bidding of the oil and coal industry and vote down bills that would undercut their stranglehold on our economy. We need to tell Congress now to do what's right for the American people, not continue business-as-usual.

I signed a petition urging Congress to vote for to give solar and wind the support they need to assure a clean energy future. Can you join me at the link below?

http://pol.moveon.org/cleanenergyfuture/

Thanks!

look at this again. seriously

http://aszym.blogspot.com/2006/05/dialogue-from-film-out-of-past-1947.html

monologue from the opening of a new play

I have a face like a bowl of worms.  Squirming around the ticks, the scars, the moles.  It's disgusting.  A face like this.  It's absurd, without meaning or purpose. And I honestly can't say if I'm an experiment gone awry or if I was just born this way.  I have no origin.  I have no memory.  I can only remember you.  The way you looked at me, the first time you saw me, it was like you saw the bowl underneath the worms.  It was like--  Your face was like a china plate.  Perfect.  Whole.  Pristine.  And you looked at me, the way you looked at me—

The patient had died.  That much I remember.  His wife was wailing but I couldn't hear her.  Because you were there and everything else melted away.  "Let's have a drink," you said with your face like a plate.  And we drank and we drank and we went to your place and we made love like normal people.  And it continued that way for days, weeks, years.  I can't say for sure.

I'm not sure I can pinpoint the second, the moment you grew tired of me.  I can't pinpoint the moment I became what I am.  Your body was like liquor and I couldn't get enough of it, couldn't spend a night without you.  I didn't know you weren't drunk on me.  I didn't see the signs.  I should have seen--  How could I have missed the diagnosis?  How could I have avoided the bald shock, the morning discovery, to wake up and find your note.

And now I can't remember anything except you. You will pay.  Everyone will pay.  You will all pay dearly.