It was the first week of June, and I was panicked: I had two weeks to finish our new website and learn how to blog. Dave was preparing for a weeklong business trip, and half our third floor was torn up for renovations.
So naturally I did what I always do when I’m overscheduled and terminally stressed: I started a new project.
“WHAT DO YOU THINK?”
“So, Dave,” I happily called as he dragged his laptop upstairs after work, “I thought I’d sign up for the Philadelphia Fringe Festival in September. I already have a funny slide show – the one about wacky tourist destinations from the 1950s and ’60s – so it won’t take any work to schedule some performances, especially if I do them right here in my studio.
Unexpected Philadelphia 