Schreiber

Just back from a three-day trip to Baxter State Park. 11-mile hike on Saturday (a pair of mountains called The Brothers, appropriately); six-mile hike yesterday. Views were incredible. I have eaten more bacon in the past three days than I probably have in the last two months. We got within about fifty feet of a moose when it waded out toward our canoe.
And now I'm sunburned, and have about a million blackfly bites, all of which are starting to itch; and could really have used an extra two hours' sleep and maybe a day of doing nothing but sit (and do laundry) and eating nothing but salad. Instead I'm at work. Let's see how this goes.

Lemme know if anyone wants to hear more details about the weekend. Or last weekend, or next weekend, for that matter.

Right, I never finished writing up last weekend's adventures. ( Read more... )

PS Shout-out to Squig. and Partner for fixing my smartphone! OK, really it was less "fixing", more "convincing me that the problem might really be lint in the charge port", but they still saved me like $50.

So at the last moment, the schedule for my trip to Maine wound up being changed around once again, this time because my brother had come down with some sort of Death Cold. But we DID still make it to this year's Maine Playwright's Festival, for which Dan was serving as artistic director (for the whole shebang) and dramaturge (for all the individual plays.)

So we had six short plays, and they were all awesome.

OK, OK: I'd say all of them were fairly solid, and a couple were incredible. The staging was minimal but effective; the acting was, to use the phrase of one of the characters, top shelf. Here are some quick reviews, so that you can be ready when they (hopefully to inevitably) get reprized everywhere else; and then some more general comments. Quotes taken from the program unless otherwise noted.

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