Or rather, out Signature’s back door.

One can get a thrill from the splendor of Signature Theatre’s new building, but the view from the rear is equally entertaining. I don’t smoke, but I sometimes join the smokers in the company of Into the Woods on one of the back fire escapes for a breath of semi-fresh air. Since the whole area is still in a state of flux, there are puzzling and amusing sights everywhere. Such as…

This highly discerning dumpster (only the best garbage, please):

No idea what this structure is, but we call it “The Witch’s Tit,” in honor of one of our cast members:

The budget version of the Bates Motel:

And nearby, the Sand Tits:

The Bus Stop To Who Knows Where, along with the Partial Bunker for Protection From Who Knows What:

And finally, the Evel Knievel Motorcycle Ramp (or the top of the Shirlington Village Ampitheatre for Performing Stuff Outside – you choose):

And there are other wonderful sights, such as the Concrete Crucifix and the Splatters of Wardrobe Mistress’ Vomit, but they really must be seen in person to appreciate them.