My new play The Singularity came in second for the Leah Ryan prize. Very cool.
As a rule, I never mention my job in my blog, but two things today merit mention. One, as I walked in this morning, I crossed paths with (and said hello to) two astronauts who were in the building for a taping. That was cool. When I was a kid, after I realized you couldn’t be a magician for a living, I wanted to be an astronaut. Almost as likely.
The other surprise happened when I opened the work fridge to put my lunch inside. This greeted me on the top shelf:
There’s pretty much no reason for a person to put a half-eaten, unwrapped orange in the refrigerator at their own home, much less in a work refrigerator. Come on. (as of lunchtime – it’s STILL there)
For a bit of diversion: Dads are the Original Hipsters.