Friendship doesn’t come with an expiration date, but the paths to finding it do change over time. By the time you’re 50, you’ve likely cycled through more versions of yourself than you can count—raising kids, changing jobs, watching neighborhoods shift around you. While the desire for connection never really leaves, the opportunities for forming new bonds can start to feel narrower.
This past month I have been focusing largely on TNR before the doctor leaves on her vacation in mid-May. I had a list and began with an elderly lady in the next town over. I had TNRed several cats for her the previous year and needed to round up the stragglers. The woman’s backyard was severely overgrown so a volunteer from her church was kind enough to come over and clean it up so that I could trap.
As we tiptoe into March and spring, the next holiday on my calendar is St. Patrick’s Day, when everyone gets a chance to be temporarily Irish. What delectable fare should the Great Food Search seek to celebrate the Emerald Isle? How about corned beef?
When I started making this show, I wasn't entirely sure what it was about, or why I was making it, only that I was intensely interested in the subject matter and excited to get an audience interested in it as well. Many aspects of this show are new for me as an artist, and that has been exhilarating … and terrifying. It's been a truly wild period of time. I've been experiencing the familiar ups and downs of building a show from scratch, combined with the new freedom and frustrations that come with being a solo creator.
Ethel is in her 70s, and runs a boarding house for federal agents temporarily assigned in Washington, DC. Jesse, her double-first-cousin-twice-removed, is staying with her while he attends college. He’s on a video chat with his girlfriend who’s out of the country when a noise loud enough to be an explosion happens right beneath his window. It wasn’t an explosion. It was gunshots. And a Secret Service agent is bleeding out on the sidewalk.
