A Bridesmaid in Burlesque (Tech Week)

Disclaimer: the following story is entirely fictional and any resemblances to any real life in the rituals, famous or not famous, is purely coincidental. Joan was the first to admit she wasn’t a dancer, but she loved choreographing and was willing to do it for free. So the theatre let her choreograph her own shows,…

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A Bridesmaid in Burlesque (Rehearsals, Week 5)

Disclaimer: although written in the style of a memoir, the following story is a complete work of fiction, and any resemblance of the characters or situations in said story to any real individuals, famous or not famous, are purely coincidental. When it comes to dating, community-theatre actors fall into two camps: the ones who never…

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A Bridesmaid in Burlesque (The Cast List)

Disclaimer: although written in the style of a memoir, the following story is a complete work of fiction, and any resemblance of the characters or situations in said story to any real individuals, famous or not famous, are purely coincidental. When you audition for a community theatre production, they usually notify you about casting via…

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A Bridesmaid In Burlesque (Baby’s First Novel)

Disclaimer: although written in the style of a memoir, the following story is a complete work of fiction, and any resemblance of the characters or situations in said story to any real individuals, famous or not famous, are purely coincidental. I’ve always been a people-pleaser. I was the Buddha child around my parents, the teacher’s…

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Matchmaker, Matchmaker, Fake Me A Match

My friend Chelsea was going places. Her pilot was being picked up by a major cable network, her band was constantly on tour, and she lived alone in a trendy part of L.A. She just needed a partner to share life with, and I knew I wasn’t the right guy, but like I said, I…

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The “Ghosting” of Christmas Past

[This story is a continuation of Celebrating My Ex’s Birthday…On A Date with the Next Girl.] Our first date, happy hour at Perch followed by a power-walk through the Broad Museum right before closing, had been a success. So for our second date, I suggested we walk through one of LA’s swankier neighborhoods in search…

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A Second Chance at a First Impression

My perfect woman loves languages. Even if English is her first language, she’s multilingual, and she loves word origins, grammar, and puns. She loves watching baseball, loves cats, will travel the world with me, cook with me, sing and dance and go to Broadway shows with me. She loves going for runs with me and…

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Head Over Heels In Lifts

Even when I was a happily married man with no intentions of ever joining a dating site, I was familiar with the concept of “catfishing.” It’s the main complaint among millennial men who try online dating: that the women don’t actually look like what they advertise in their photos, either because the photos were taken…

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But When Do I Kiss Her?

The first kiss I shared with my ex-wife was something out of a movie. It built up through months of getting to know each other through college flirtation, and then, one rainy day, it happened. That kiss lasted us six years, but then I had to spend my late twenties as a clueless divorcè trying…

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