Wednesday, December 23, 2015

"Mornings": A short play by Ted Shevlin

"Hi, can I get a grande gingerbread latte with whip, please?"

"Grande gingerbread latte...."

"With whip."

"What's your name?"

"Ted.  ...With whip, please."

"Would you like whipped cream on that?"

"Yes.  May I also have a receipt?"

"Sure.  No whipped cream, right?"

Wednesday, November 25, 2015


There are a lot of homeless in the Hoboken train station.  It's not an uncommon sight.  But tonight it's particularly tough to see it because I'm on my way home to a lamb dinner tonight, and the warm embrace of a loving family and turkey dinner tomorrow.

What separates me from them?  Is it because I've worked my tail off?  I have, but I've also had a huge head start in life, being gifted with above-average intelligence and growing up in a good school system in one of the wealthiest states in one of the wealthiest countries of the world, in an environment free from drugs or crime, to healthy and loving parents who, in turn, also worked their tails off.

Very few of us are self-made.  What separates me from those destined to sleep tonight in the Hoboken train station is not hard work or determination, but mostly the roll of the dice.  For that, I am thankful.  Very, very thankful.

Thursday, January 29, 2015

Taping of The Nightly Show with Larry Wilmore

I actually haven't seen this show too much, but...shh!  Don't tell my friend, who loves it!

Being that this is only week 2 of the show being on, it's not that difficult to get into this taping.  Contrast that with The Colbert Report, which was nearly impossible toward the end (although a friend of mine managed to do it...lucky @#$%).

Anyway, here are some pictures.

A ticket stub showing me as the 42nd visitor
The answer to life, the universe, and everything.  Also, my
number in line.

Right side of the studio
The right side of the studio.

The main desk
The main part of the set.

Left side of the studio
The left side of the studio.