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And I keep smelling vinegar, for some reason.
Posted by: Paul Mullin | 03/01/2010 at 11:36 AM
Still, no one's gone after the elephant in the room yet: the communication breakdown between playwrights and artistic directors.
I hope folks aren't waiting for me to do it. I'm just listening today.
Posted by: Paul Mullin | 03/01/2010 at 11:38 AM
Vinegar? You having a stroke there, Paul?
Posted by: Scot Augustson | 03/01/2010 at 12:04 PM
Could be, Scot, though I have to doubt anything that interesting will be happening here today.
Posted by: Paul Mullin | 03/01/2010 at 12:19 PM
They were spreading mulch outside the main vents to the building -- I saw it as I left.
Posted by: Wes Andrews | 03/01/2010 at 02:58 PM
Mystery solved, and stroke avoided. Thanks, Wes!
It was good seeing you.
Posted by: Paul Mullin | 03/01/2010 at 03:54 PM