Primrose Road

This semester I will be teaching three classes, traveling to the Folger Shakespeare Library in Washington DC for a seminar every weekend, presenting a paper at the Renaissance Society of America conference, and working on two articles/dissertation chapters. Thus, blog posts will likely be infrequent and make less sense as the days go by. '
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Proof of my already-faltering state of mind: yesterday, I read a review of a performance that used the text of Brecht on Theatre. This sounds interesting, I thought, and immediately wrote down the theater's name and phone number and checked my calendar for a convenient weeknight on which to see the play. As I picked up the phone, I realized that the phone number in the review did not contain an area code. Since at least 2003, Manhattan has had three area codes: 212, 917, and 646, and no listing would ever omit the area code.

The reason for the omitted area code was that the performance took place in the early spring of 1988. I was off by about twenty years.