San Diego outdoors: Aida, animal tracks, rugby, SUP with dogs, 1800s Old Town, waterski and wakeboard
Indoors: WWI San Diego, complete history of theater, Christopher Plummer, pickles, Van Gogh-Gaughin, Martina McBride
11:50 a.m., June 28
Christmas Eve at the Wyeth's Palm Springs mansion, a haven of conservative, Red tradition in an allegedly Blue state. Jon Robin Baitz unpeels each family member: some are onions, a few artichokes, with the heart buried deep. The play's so schematic - the characters span the entire political spectrum - that it almost feels like an allegory (and the ending undoes all that came before). The play's a rigid pattern; the Old Globe's production's anything but. Somehow director Richard Seer's found ways of integtrating most, if not all, of the manic mood swings and the author's HEADLINED messages into an engrossing piece. It helps to have a top ensemble cast and Alexander Dodge's glorious set: the Wyeth's giant fishbowl amid the palms.