Amid the dismally, dreary haze of Friday evening, there was a certain excited hum and rattle that illuminated the day as it settled into dusk. This excitement was the anxious anticipation and elated knee-knocking of the performers awaiting their turn… Read More ›
Cockatrice
No April Foolin’ at the Fringe
Thank god (whichever deity of your choosing) for Google maps. Not only did it help guide me into the city as I drove in from the lovely environs of dreary Erie, but it also got me to the venue for… Read More ›