Life on the Wicked Stage has been wicked absent for a week or so as I’ve been sick as a dog and also running rehearsals for A Christmas Carol. Not much time to do anything other than store up energy for rehearsals and then collapse again. But I’m slowly coming out of it as the show progresses. Hopefully life here will resume shortly. In the meantime, here’s some Sunday morning reading to share.
Forget pilgrims, solemn religious observances, and turkey. The real first thanksgiving featured booze and guns. That’s the real America folks. Only thing missing was football, but there were athletic contests. Thanksgiving myths exposed.
Some Verizon employees hacked Obama’s personal cell phone. Like every breath he utters won’t be recorded for history.
PETA wants to ban horse drawn carriages. PETA needs to wake up. At the rate we’re going economically, we’ll all be looking for farm animals to lug us around soon.
Get your Wolverine on. I’m surprised these things are legal. But I look for news stories on these being used for bad things soon.
That old West and East thing always had me confused to. But then most labels have lost there meaning these days.
So the pirates in the Indian ocean are getting bolder and bolder. Why is it that NATO, the US, or just about anyone with any sense can’t just blow these bastards out of the water? I’m just asking.
Jesus Diaz decries the now ubiquitous beta culture. I agree here.
