I found this pencil and ink drawing I made when I was 19 years-old. It pays homage to a fictional viking-themed professional wrestler that my oldest brother created in the late-90s. The character was for an early-Internet interactive game that I made in high school and sold player accounts to across the country. The viking's name is Big Red, which is a reference to a 1986 SNL sketch of a kids toy that spat blood out of its helmet horns when you pulled its cord.

The previous statements are real things.

After a red-eye flight to Paris, we navigated the airport and subway to a hotel in Saint-Germain, nestled beside the Seine. The architecture in Paris is truly remarkable. Every street corner feels like a frame from a film.

The sheer number of shops, restaurants, and cafés is disarming in the best way, and nearly all of them reflect an intentional, elegant design. It's amazing how deeply atmosphere can be shaped by thoughtful visual choices, and that attention to detail is all around us.

It's been a beautiful sightseeing and dining adventure, made even more memorable by an occasional gentle, misty rain before a stretch of sunny and mild afternoons.

Tonight's entertainment: A fun live concert screening of the quintessential 1980s practical effects fever dream Labyrinth via "Labyrinth in Concert", with live musical accompaniment by my Broadway percussionist sister-in-law.

What a thrill it was to see Sarah Snook in her one-woman production of Oscar Wilde's "The Picture of Dorian Gray". This marked the third Broadway show I've seen that I've also acted in or directed—with two of them just this month!

It was a uniquely incredible theater outing to a singular performance by Sarah Snook. Watching her own both stage and film craft within the same demanding production was an unparalleled audience experience. It would be a tragedy if she doesn't win an award for Best Performance by a Lead. It's also a story that I have great affection for.

In 2011, I acted in an original adaptation of 'Dorian Gray', which was presented by a small company out of New Hampshire. It was the only time I performed on stage in New Hampshire. It's also the time when my hair was the longest it has ever been or will be. I played the stately bad influencer and lead antagonist, Lord Henry Wotton.

In terms of sheer fun, Lord Henry remains one of my all-time favorite roles thanks in largest part to the brilliance of Oscar Wilde's prose. His words provided the richest possible performance playground. It was both surprising and gratifying when I received a regional acting award for my work.

Date night to a lovely dinner on Broadway with my lady, and then off to see Glengarry Glen Ross at the Palace Theatre, with Kieran Culkin, Bob Odenkirk, Bill Burr, Michael KcKean, Donald Webber, Jr., John Pirruccello, and Howard W. Overshown.

I'm not entirely sure what to expect, but I'm very much looking forward to it. This will be only the second time I've seen a Broadway production of a show that I've previously acted in or directed.

I directed a run of this show in Boston in 2008, with a cast and creative team from a small theatre company I helped co-found. It was a dream come true.

To me, at its core, Glengarry Glen Ross is about men who make terrible choices for success, and the things they're willing to sacrifice to get there.

I was very much looking forward to seeing Mike Birbiglia at the Beacon Theatre after we grabbed some dinner in the upper west side. An email made mention that his set was being recorded to air on Netflix, and that the audience should essentially dress like stagehands, which is a request I will happily honor.

Sticking with the live comedy theme, we also just picked up a pair of tickets to see Nate Bargatze at Madison Square Garden in September, having had such a great time seeing him previously at Radio City.

Tiny toy mice are scattered across the apartment, courtesy of our furry roommates. It feels like I'm living in my own version of The Royal Tenenbaums.

Our holiday in Puerto Vallarta, Mexico was delightful. We went. We watched. We consumed. We cabana'd. We laid back. We breathed deeply. We walked, listened, laughed, and talked. We swam, we floated, and then we laid around some more.

Merry Christmas, Happy Hanukkah, and Happy New Year to all!

J'étudie le français dans mon appartement avec mon chat. Je vais moyen.

A Saturday classic in Central Park where we witnessed beautiful dogs, squirrels, boats, newly-weds and proposals, oh my!