Love letters to my son about his mom, his dad, the people around us, and all of New York City, from the time of his conception and beyond.
Friday, April 12, 2013
April 12, 2013
All actors eventually experience that one time during a show and some jerk missed his entrance,
forcing the actors onstage to improv until he showed up. Well, last night that jerk
was me. But I blame my you, baby - you're very new to the biz.
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