The Day As It Is.

So.
It has been a while. Missed you.

I've been a bit busy. My father has had open heart surgery and then, less than a week later, emergency open-heart surgery. He is finally slowly recovering. He went into the hospital my first day of rehearsal; we've now opened and are running and he is out of the ICU. It has been scary for a while. Thank goodness, he is recovering.

My current show is remarkable. THE NIGHT WATCHER, written and performed by Charlayne Woodard. She is a National Treasure. The country has yet to see it. She is the story teller of our lives. If you are in L.A. you must take an evening and see her. Truly... we are doing great theatre. (We are at the Kirk Douglas Theatre in Culver City.) You won't be disappointed. I'm so proud of her and my work with her. Please come!

I am watching the Los Angeles Police dismantle Occupy L.A. right now. In real time. I'm a little confused by Occupy L.A. They've been offered office space free for 10 years. Why not take that and start a real movement? Feels like such a gift to me. What we could have done with that in 1970. Really.

Ultimately you can't protest for the sake of protesting. You have to finally DO something. These children, new to protesting need to appreciate the world has changed and take the opportunities offered.

Take a look at how organized the Black Panthers were. How about all the work Martin Luther King did to organize. You can't just sit in a park. This all has to be bigger than yourself.

I agree with near everything the protesters want. But... it has all become about something else. They have turned this into a free speech movement. Hmmm, I thought it was about the banks and Wall Street and the Super Rich playing against the rest of us. Wasn't all of this supposed to be about who gets the most money?

Money, money, money.... I don't work for money... okay.. I do... But, mostly I work for my art. My life is my art. The money I earn seems to be calculated by how valuable my art is to most people. You know what? I'm okay with that. I think my art is worth trillions of dollars.

I think the art of my colleagues and friends are worth much more than that.

I think all of us, every single one of us, needs to reach out and find someone who needs help.

I think we have to give up on government to help us. I think we almost need to adopt Amish ways and always help our neighbor. Really. Look next door.

You know, you don't have to "wake up happy" but you do need to wake up and face each new day with a little bit of joy. Trust me. It makes all the difference in the world.

xoxo
so glad you stayed with me, my friends.