the other night i walked to rehearsal at san pedro playhouse (i'm in beginning stages of rehearsal for a play called TAKE ME OUT, which is about a baseball player who comes out of the closet... i play his smitten business manager) and god i was so happy to be walking... there was a slight drizzle, and the houses were so amazing. looking at houses is deeply satisfying to me suddenly... wondering about the inhabitants, yes, but mostly just appreciating the architecture and thinking about the concept of human shelter and its accoutrements. sometimes i really want to eat the houses. consume them. you know, like how when you love a person or a pet and you just want to eat them up? like that.
the title of this entry is what my grandmother used to say. but not in a scary way.
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