I spent most of July running the City Paper’s coverage of the seventh Capital Fringe Festival, archived here if you’re curious. I started a Fringe podcast this year, which took more time to produce at an acceptable level of quality than I wanted it to, but that’s how it goes. The episodes I think came out the best are here and here and here and here.
And now we’ve got a Mini Cooper-sized robot trawling around on Mars looking for signs of life and Fringe is over and I’m another year older and because it is August, I am severely questioning my decision to return to DC from glorious, low-humidity coastal Southern California. But I’m back. Semi-regular programming shall resume shortly.