Tag: Christmas

  • Another Saturnalia, shot to the underworld

    Christmas has come and gone in a very quiet fashion in the Wardigo household.  Sure, a goose was roasted on Christmas Day, which is probably more of a pain in the ass than it needed to be, but isn’t that what the holidays are all about?  Doing stuff that’s more of a pain in the…

  • Christmas at playwright-town

    So, another Christmas, shot to hell. Actually, we had a good time, mostly because Aurora and I worked hard to keep it low-key.  We invited over actor/playwright Mark Knight and producer/playwright/resident curmudgeon Bill McKinlay. Still giddy from the tiny pies I talked about in my last post, we made savory pies for dinner, to wit, chicken,…