Drew

Whenever I’m doing a show, I try to remember what a Stage Manager once told me. I don’t remember what we were working on when she said it. (It might’ve been when I was in college, maybe West Side Story.)…

I really lucked out in the Father department. Bob Groves was a wonderful man — you would’ve loved him, everybody did. He was an especially great Dad and role model for me, a sensitive boy in a conservative small town.…

In my decade-and-a-half of ministry, I’ve been called-out a number of times for being vulgar. People tell me that coarse language and naughty humor are inappropriate in sacred space. I’ve heard it from strangers and from close friends, including those…

I spent a lot of time this week scouring collections of poetry and pouring through my usual go-to books for Sunday morning readings. I searched online for hours, googling: “Mother’s Day poems… SHORT Mother’s Day poems… Mother’s Day poems that…

At the beginning of the month, we had a really wonderful trip to see my family in the northeast. The entire week, every part of the journey, exceeded all expectations for both relaxation and enjoyment. And I returned home feeling…

When I’m worked up and stressed out, my angst usually arises out of sense that I’ve got to “get it right.” Almost always, there’s something that appears to have gone off the rails — maybe a minor thing, or sometimes…

This may be a bit obvious as far as wordplay goes, but I’m thinking about “whole” and “holes” this week.  The Whole Thing and the The Hole Thing.  At first, they seem almost like utter opposites.  The former means intact…

When I was 22 years old, just out of college, living in Manhattan, I worked for a while at a 24-hour restaurant called “Lox Around the Clock.” It was next door to the iconic Limelight Nightclub, which was probably the…