God, my birthday and e. e. cummings

It’s my birthday, and the nation mourns. In 2001, some friends actually suggested that I “change” my birthday and celebrate it, say, on the 12th instead. Huh? My birthday is my birthday. Changing… Continue reading

Addiction & Transformation

  Yitzak called me the other day. He spent eleven days in the psychiatric hospital in Norristown. “It was a real hell-hole, “ he said to me, “there are people there who are… Continue reading

God through Coldplay

  I have the song Speed of Sound from the Coldplay album “X&Y” stuck in my head. I don’t know the words, and the music won’t go away. This happens frequently to me, when a… Continue reading


Choices Last night, my friend Miles W. called to offer me a job teaching improvisation classes at Arcadia University. The regular teacher has been busted under suspicion of running a bicycle currier service… Continue reading

Letter from Prague

Letter from Prague Dear Sooz, Notes on a theatre festival. Back here in Prague, about 40 people of ALL ages were sitting in the grass watching a small company of actors who all… Continue reading