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I walked home from 34th Street last night. It was nearing midnight. Cabs were all occupied. It was clear and cold. A frigid wind was gusting out of the north. The moon was waning. And the New York City skyline was shimmering. It’s so great to be back in the world, to be out the…

I’ve heard it said “Home is where the heart is.” I’ve heard it said that “Home is where your storytelling begins.” For me, home is wherever you are. I am alone in my Hell’s Kitchen apartment. There are three half-packed suitcases strewn around my bedroom. The sink is full of dirty dishes. The fridge is…

And so it is just like you said it would be… I am home. The Sin-e performance was far and away my favorite. Ever. Worthy of great celebration. Which is why it’s 5 a.m. And so it’s all over… for now. Some Livingroom Tour statistics: Start Date: November 19, NYC End Date: December 9, NYC…

Home, by the grace of God, am I. I left Cleveland yesterday at 12:30. 480 miles later, at a cruising altitude of 4 feet, and an average speed of 75 mph, I crossed the George Washington Bridge — the very bridge I traversed when I moved to Manhattan in 1995 — with the windows down,…

I’m in Cleveland. I have more than 400 miles to cover before rehearsal in NYC, and less than twelve hours to do so. So forgive me my brevity… Indianapolis was great. Many in attendance have known me my whole life. And it was difficult not to crack up every time I looked at John Larkin…

I’m in Indianapolis. I’m on again in an hour. Fortunately, I slept in today. Somehow I’ve managed to miss this huge storm system that has the Northeast digging out. Yesterday’s drive from Wittenberg to Cincinnati was a piece a’ cake, despite the frozen rain and rush hour traffic. Two hours in the car is nothing…