I tried, I really did, to come up with some visuals to accompany the reading, per organizer Adam Mazmanian’s suggestion. But I ran into some weird iMovie problem and gave up around 12:30 a.m. this morning, so anyone who comes to this evening’s F.W. Thomas Performance at the Warehouse will just have to content themselves with my ugly mug and inept public speaking skills. That said, the evening will cost only $3, and everyone else on the bill looks pretty talented. I’m especially excited to meet this guy: I didn’t know there was such a thing as sex police. Sex Pistols, sure. Dream Police, most def. Cop Shoot Cop? I have that 7″ with the pig blood on it! But sex police? D.C. sure is a confusing place.

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