I was at a an afterparty on closing night of a Fiddler on the Roof production at the Kirshten home, camped in the attic apartment of La Kirsh's hipster brother Benny. I played the high constable... the only non singing part, because I can't fucking sing, and there was one violent scene where I clubbed Perchik the radical. Benny said he wanted to rush the stage and rip my throat out. It was just that good, and thanks to Mark Lipman for making the moment and taking the blow.
We were stoned in the attic, so the tension had subsided.
I watched the highlights of the democractic primaries and the hot point was literally arguing over who could better fuck this country by giving it away to illegals and anyone else who doesn't earn it.
No wonder the thought of armed citizens make 'em shit rainbows.
It's not nice logging on and seeing almost everyone whine about MB and KW ...I wonder what do these people do IRL when faced with something they don't like ....whine and complain ?? or simply 'move on'