This is What a Full Fringe Looks Like

I have my tickets. I have my camera. I have a pen. I have a fresh new reporter’s notebook. I have my press pass. My laundry will last until the weekend. I have 11 days of shows ahead of me. I will not be getting much sleep. If you see me at the Bar Series and I look a little out of it, then walk me to the door, turn me North on Jackson St. Tell me to to take a left turn, then a right turn, and up the stairs.



It is Fringe Time. This is Cincinnati. I am really doing this. It is happening now.