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Introduction	These days, I'm in a Thomas Pynchon kind of mood--"One summer afternoon, Mrs. Oedipa Maas came home from a tupperware party whose hostess had perhaps put to much kirsch in the fondue to find..." When I'm not occupied raising four children, who require lots of driving around to their various activities, I am collaborating with a friend on a play. One day, I may take up a former colleague's suggestion to do something "really crazy" like real-time blogging the play, hiring local amateur actors, and filming it in the backyard. It could all be done in 11-minute YouTube segments for that "rough cut Elizabethan kind of feel where the children are screaming in the background and the dog runs across the stage at the most important moment." Oh, wait, that kind of resembles my life. I'm still trying to figure it out.

Introduction

These days, I'm in a Thomas Pynchon kind of mood--"One summer afternoon, Mrs. Oedipa Maas came home from a tupperware party whose hostess had perhaps put to much kirsch in the fondue to find..." When I'm not occupied raising four children, who require lots of driving around to their various activities, I am collaborating with a friend on a play. One day, I may take up a former colleague's suggestion to do something "really crazy" like real-time blogging the play, hiring local amateur actors, and filming it in the backyard. It could all be done in 11-minute YouTube segments for that "rough cut Elizabethan kind of feel where the children are screaming in the background and the dog runs across the stage at the most important moment." Oh, wait, that kind of resembles my life. I'm still trying to figure it out.