First, Intiman wants Slog readers to come see Crime and Punishment so much that they're making two very generous offers. From Intiman HQ:

Intiman is grateful to Slog reader Adrienne, who has pointed out (in the comments section to Brendan’s review of Crime and Punishment) the different ways we make discounts available. In response to veep23 and everyone else suffering in the current economy—we know how difficult things are. We also know how important this show is to our community. So we are happy to make this special offer to readers of the Slog: the first 100 people to respond may purchase adult-price tickets at half price for all performances through closing on Sunday, May 3 at 2 pm.

To get this deal, just go to www.intiman.org and enter the PromoWord SLOG or call the Ticket Office at 206.269.1900 and mention this offer.

And, because of what the economy is doing to everyone, we are making an additional special offer to all our patrons. Throughout the run we’ve offered a White Russian Discussion series (keeping the bar open while we’ve hosted post-play conversations after every show).

During the last week, April 28-May 3, the drinks are on us: Intiman will buy everyone who stays for the post-play one White Russian (the only caveat being that you must be 21 to redeem this offer).

We hope that Slog readers stay—we would love to know what you think.

You should take advantage. C&P is a tight, intense, and greasy little adaptation for three people (full review here) that has moved from a fringe-theater basement to Intiman's big stage.

The second thing comes courtesy of sometime Seattle acting icon Laurence Ballard:

A line in today's NYT caught my eye:

"It fell to Mr. Sher to seek the rights to the play, and here he had some advantage. He had been artistic director of the Intiman Theater in Seattle..."

(emphasis mine)

Does it strike you as odd the entire construction is in the past-tense?

As the adage goes, "The wife—or board—is always the last to know."

A little odd, Larry, but people have been calling Sher's departure for years now—because his family (reportedly) moved back east, because he's taken a job as resident director at the Lincoln Center, because the NYT refers to his Intiman job in the past tense—waiting for the crystalline moment when we can say, definitely, that Sher has left the city.

I'm beginning to think that'll never happen, that the divorce papers will never get signed, that Sher, like Dina Martina, will drift slowly away but always return for the holidays. Keeping Sher's name attached to Intiman is vital for that theater's fundraising—but truly, he belongs to the world now.