Photo by Susannah Smitherman
As though S&G correspondence hasn’t been spotty enough of late, thanks to “Maloof Flu,” a number of other external factors will be impinging on your weekly flow of ephemera and arcana. Deadlines for USA Today, Las Vegas CityLife, Casino Life and Desert Companion are bearing down upon me like the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse. Also, tonight Las Vegas Little Theatre opens its production of Charles Busch‘s The Tale of the Allergist’s Wife (above, with the spicy Rozanne Sher), in which I play the titular allergist, Dr. V. Ira Taub … and am the most improbable Jew you will ever see onstage. In such spare time as I have, I am not weeding the lawn nor pruning the shrubbery but directing Harold Pinter‘s Betrayal, which opens a month from today. Uff da! I’m glutton for punishment, aren’t I?
“Idle hands are the devils workshop” – You can do it Dave – GL