Field Notes: Hunting a Good Time.

Ward 16 Theatre—Honolulu, HI

It’s about 7:55 pm and my stomach is like a pile of smoldering embers. Currently it’s working on a whole big pile of NY steak cutlet that was doused in a spicy sauce that, incidentally, made for a very painful exit later in the evening. But the inside of the auditorium 7 is cool and so is the weather. At least as cool as things can get in the muggy tropic hemisphere.