On Stage in Less than Two Weeks!

Come see me in my stage role as Officer Brophy in the classic play "Arsenic and Old Lace," which runs from March 30 through the end of April. This play is hilarious, and I'm not just saying that because I'm in it. Get your tickets now from the First Avenue Playhouse in Atlantic Highlands, N.J.!

Upcoming Stage Role in "Arsenic and Old Lace"

Last night I successfully auditioned for the merged role of Sgt. Brophy/Officer Klein in the play "Arsenic and Old Lace," which will run from the end of March through April at the First Avenue Playhouse in Atlantic Highlands, NJ.

For those of you unfamiliar with the play, it was made famous by Frank Capra's 1944 Hollywood adaptation starring Cary Grant.

Next stop: Broadway!

Thank You, Internal Revenue Service

I never thought I'd ever say this: I was so glad to hear from the IRS today.

Here's why: "Thank you for your response to the notice we sent you... We're pleased to tell you that the information you provided resolved the tax issue in question and that our inquiry is now closed. Amount due: $0.00."

End-of-Year Bronx Pilgrimage

A photo-essay of my recent family trip to the Bronx -- my birthplace as well as the starting point for my Irish immigrant ancestors upon their arrival in the 1890s -- is now featured via my nostalgia website Mosholu Jerome Baseball League Memories. Check it out! It's a follow up to my initial, related post here at Jersey Sandstorm, "Bronx Pilgrimage: Herman Melville's Grave."

Creative Nonfiction Magazine Retweets 'Micro-Essay"

Creative Nonfiction magazine today selected my following "micro-essay" for a re-Tweet (that's Twitterspeak for "redistribution through CNF's Twitter account:"). CNF picks just ten winners per day, so, despite the fact that it's just a one-sentence true story, I'm honored to have been selected by such a respected publication known for being a leader in the nonfiction genre.The piece now is a contender for publication via the journal's hard-copy version.

Sped by the Harley shop today on Rt. 70, my mind slowing to '77, skating rink in its place, Sabbath's "Sweet Leaf" on the stereo.