March 29, 2025

Theater last night at NCS. Well acted, well designed, well directed. Also, 95% exposition. I’m supposed to disapprove of that, but in the moment it was interesting. I asked, “Why isn’t this a film documentary?” But the question could be asked of some film documentaries– such as one I saw the other night about the tornado that destroyed Joplin, MO– why isn’t this a play? WP’s flawless stage technique–.  The play is three hours long, and I expected that to be a tribulation, but it was not. 

Pain in my hip– actually a genuine pain in the butt– makes walking difficult. For a while in the morning I cry out at each step of my left leg, cry out more shrilly if I hit some unevenness in the floor. It feels like a bruise deep and raw. Prednisone helps it, so it must be an inflammation. 

Evening: Sang at Grace Episcopal for BEs’ memorial service. Kind, good man. It was my good fortune to know him, to invite him to bachelor parties at my house. When we left the church the air was heavy with smoke. It looked like twilight, but it wasn’t.