I am so many people...

New Yorker.  - just spent my last night in my NYC pad for the next 2 years. (I miss it already.)

Aunt. - just created a play in one hour with my nieces and nephew which we performed 1.5 times in one night. (It was a hit.)

Writer. - just checked-in with my lead actress/producer after the 1st day of shooting in NYC on my latest script. (All went well.)

Daughter. - just shopped for provisions for my parents in the wake of an orthpaedic mishap. (Everyone will be OK.)

Peace Child. - just arrived at the 25th Anniversary Reunion of Peace Child (it's my 20th anniversary) and hung out with many old and far-away friends, like Ella & her daughter Dasha (pictured below) all the way from Moscow. Last time I saw Ella was in Baltimore in 1988, clutching my white graduation dress, in which she went on to get married. (Many more emotional reunions to come tomorrow...)

Just to name a few...

How many more people will I be tomorrow?

Speechless

On Point

I'm not a celebrity, but I shadowed one last night. No, I'm not a stalker, either. I was just a humble volunteer for the awesome Point Foundation, which gives scholarships to underprivileged queer kids. It was an honor to help out. I was first assigned to uber-queer-friendly Judith Light, but she already had quite the entourage to cater to her needs, thus my services were redirected to shy and sweet T.R. Knight. I just made sure he was in the right place at the right time w/o too much interference.

I was impressed with the whole affair (esp the scholars), and happy to see friendly faces, like head-volunteer Kaki Flynn, AfterEllen's Dara Nai + gf Brooke, and the omnipresent JD DiSalvitore - sure to blog about the night with much better pictures than mine.

Unlucky Strike

I proudly joined the WGA at the end of August. Just in time for them to strike. Lucky me. (Can't even break into the biz as a scab *%#!...) And now, "Heroes of the Writers Strike":