The Times-PicayUnity July 26, 1998

July 26, 1998

Nightline Comes to Town, a play in seven days. Settings: the garden and dining room of a small B&B in central Maine; an old opera house in Waterville.
Props: a ream of fax paper, several telephones, eight lobster, two dozen mussels, a fog machine.
Dramatis Personae
The Producer: driven, needy, has requested an "upscale domicile," 30 minutes after arriving, pronounces us "impeccable." Computer impaired, misses her grandmother and her Mac. Conducts business from a chair in the garden.
The Correspondent: Hemingwayesque, his heart is in his next assignment in the Sudan. Food makes him happy. Two of his passions: ballet and war. He and the Colonel fill the dining room with their voices.
The Colonel: Retired Marine looking for a few good ballet masters. Takes over the Bossov Ballet Studio and runs it like the Green Berets. Gives Andrei Bossov artistic license while he balances the books. The Colonel's daughter dances the part of Giselle on opening night. Andrei likes Maine; it reminds him of winters in St.Petersburg.
The Understudy: "must find a way to stay in theatre," but is also looking forward to being to captain of his Vermont high school's football team where he plays middle linebacker.
The characters are all in their places. The lights dim. The action begins.

Thank you, thank you for the reading poll responses. I bought two books as a result: Close to the Machine, and Divine Secrets of the Ya-Ya Sisterhood. In '95 I read an essay by Ullman in Resisting the Virtual Life that could have been about the guys I taught. Billy Tierney was the epitome of "close to the machine." As for Ya-ya's, I'll read just about anything with enough Lousiana flavor in it. Like Julie Smith, just to hear the street names. I'm just finishing The Divine Invasion by Phillip K. Dick: Yahweh's been hiding out on another planet, returns to an earth ruled by the Catholic Church & the Communist Party.
All during the week the poll messages would pop up in my email at work, giving me a guick flash of friends I miss. It's too much fun not to do it again. Tell me what music you're into this week. Lucinda Williams has a song about Slidell on her latest CD.

Your Name:
What You're Listening To:

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Nightline Comes to Town, a play in seven days. Settings: the garden and dining room of a small B&B in central Maine; an old opera house in Waterville. Props: a ream of fax paper, several telephones, eight lobster, two dozen mussels, a fog machine. Dramatis Personae
	The Producer: driven, needy, has requested an "upscale domicile," 30 minutes after arriving, pronounces us "impeccable." Computer impaired, misses her grandmother and her Mac. Conducts business from a chair in the garden.
	The Correspondent: Hemingwayesque, his heart is in his next assignment in the Sudan. Food makes him happy. Two of his passions: ballet and war. He and the Colonel fill the dining room with their voices.
	The Colonel: Retired Marine looking for a few good ballet masters. Takes over the Bossov Ballet Studio and runs it like the Green Berets. Gives Andrei Bossov artistic license while he balances the books. The Colonel's daughter dances the part of Giselle on opening night. Andrei likes Maine; it reminds him of winters in St.Petersburg.
	The Understudy: "must find a way to stay in theatre," but is also looking forward to being to captain of his Vermont high school's football team where he plays middle linebacker.
The characters are all in their places. The lights dim. The action begins.

Thank you, thank you for the reading poll responses. I bought two books as a result: Close to the Machine, and Divine Secrets of the Ya-Ya Sisterhood. In '95 I read an essay by Ullman in Resisting the Virtual Life that could have been about the guys I taught. Billy Tierney was the epitome of "close to the machine." As for Ya-ya's, I'll read just about anything with enough Lousiana flavor in it. Like Julie Smith, just to hear the street names. I'm just finishing The Divine Invasion by Phillip K. Dick: Yahweh's been hiding out on another planet, returns to an earth ruled by the Catholic Church & the Communist Party. All during the week the poll messages would pop up in my email at work, giving me a guick flash of friends I miss. It's too much fun not to do it again. Tell me what music you're into this week. Lucinda Williams has a song about Slidell on her latest CD. Your Name: What You're Listening To: