Mrs. T and I had a horrendously busy time of it this summer, and we didn’t get to take a vacation because our plate was piled high with business- and family-related travel. As a result, we’re both bushed, so we’ve carved three nights out of our schedules and will depart tomorrow afternoon for Ecce Bed and Breakfast, the superlatively tranquil Southern Catskills retreat where we spent our honeymoon four years ago and to which we have since returned as often as possible.
In order to bring off this feat of leisure, I saw four shows and wrote five pieces in the past four days. That’s quite enough work to hold me for the moment, so please forgive me if I don’t post anything more than the usual almanac entries, videos, and theater-related stuff between now and next Monday.
Don’t write. Don’t call. It could get ugly.
Archives for October 10, 2011
TT: Just because
Tony Bennett sings “Who Can I Turn To?” in 1978:
TT: Almanac
“Some spoke of the nobility of the law. Stern did not believe in that. Too much of the grubby boneshop, the odor of the abattoir, emanated from every courtroom he had entered. It was often a nasty business. But the law, at least, sought to govern misfortune, the slights and injuries of our social existence that were otherwise wholly random. The law’s object was to let the seas engulf only those who had been seleted for drowning on an orderly basis. In human affairs, reason would never fully triumph; but there was no better cause to champion.”
Scott Turow, The Burden of Proof