Handwritten Theatre Fourteen: "I saw the obituary while I was recycling the newspapers."

tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18013962.post-1164690472334509872006-12-01T09:50:00.000-08:002006-12-01T09:50:10.053-08:00Handwritten Theatre Fourteen: "I saw the obituary while I was recycling the newspapers."<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5142/1723/1600/HandwrittenBlack.13.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5142/1723/400/HandwrittenBlack.10.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a> A cold, rainy, winter night in Los Angeles and a friend comes over late to see you. There's something she needs to talk about. You give her a glass of wine and sit down with her. She talks, you listen. <a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5142/1723/1600/DSCN0240.1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5142/1723/400/DSCN0240.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a> Handwritten Theatre Fourteen: "I saw the obituary while I was recycling the newspapers." Performed by Donna Allen Figueroa Running Time: 17:55 All AudiencesJoseph Doughertyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14697410047131708043noreply@blogger.com