"That's nice. But how do I get a hold of you?"
My Fringe friend failed to inform me of one critical piece of information. He was demanding that I make good on my promise to see him after the final show that day. But even in this odd world that I inhabit, I can't be expected to read minds --not about phone numbers, anyhow. We could have just met at some predetermined location, but apparently that would not suffice...
But I suppose that's the whole point of the Fringe: loosey-goosey, catch-as-catch-can, never know what surprise may come about. But I intend to meet up with him. Let's not add one more to a comedy of errors.
More shows to see today!
