A four-day weekend leaves a lot of holes to fill. Today I managed to mow the yard before any rains moved in. Errands on bicycle. Tasks accomplished. Theater tonight. But If I’m sitting here at my computer, I’ve got a hole to fill. Even with the Folklife Festival and film festival there will be too many holes to fill. Thousands of them. Sound familiar?
Four thousand holes in Blackburn, Lancashire
And though the holes were rather small
they had to count them all
Now they know how many holes it takes to fill the Odd Duck Studio. Tonight’s show is called The Familiar – A Ghost Story. This is totally appropriate because what is a ghost but a hole where a person used to be? Coincidentally, I feel like that description.