Forecasters are promising a Snowmaggedon event here, starting just about when my play reading was supposed to start.
The theater people were all resolute and hardy folk, willing to brave the blizzard for the sake of their art.
But the audience envisioned being stuck in the snow in the dark, and felt fear in their hearts.
So we'll reschedule.
Instead of the show
I'll be at my hovel
cleaning up snow
with shoulders and shovel.
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