Wouldn't you know it? The denouements always come when you're napping.
Actually, for once Tboy wasn't napping. He was in fact hiking. No, really.
He and Dr. H went out today for a constitutional--in the Red Rock Wilderness Overlook, if you're curious, where they played hide-and-seek with a very amusing chipmunk and almost got close enough to touch a trio of decidedly blasé deer.
Then they zipped down to the Kennedy Center to catch up with 12 Angry Men. But as it happens, Tboy checked his e-mail just before stepping into the Eisenhower. Sure enough--a follow-up from Wendy Goldberg on the O'Neill boycott that almost was:
"Like I said, it was a very large miscommunication. I have cleared it up, but as promised here is the new note that has gone out from Marsha and Chris."
That would be Marsha Norman and Chris Durang, in case you're just tuning in. (In which case, you might wanna read the original post.)
Meantime, of course, the story had spread like ... well, like a boycott story involving a venerable theatrical institution, two major playwrights, royalty money and a Juilliard listserv. (Which would appear to be at least one of the channels originally used to distribute the call to arms.)
But Tboy digresses. Jason Grote, who apparently wasn't at the theater tonight, has already posted the text of the latest Durang/Norman note over here. Tboy is waaay too tired to retype or even cut-and-paste it, so you'll have to click through.
And before you ask: No, Tboy doesn't know what happened during the 28 hours between the time he told Goldberg about the e-mail and the 6 o'clock-ish peace announcement today.
Nor are we likely to find out. Tboy asked all parties involved, of course, but the answer (from Marsha Norman) came back just minutes ago:
"Can't do it. We all agreed not to talk. But we are all very happy with the outcome."