Sometimes you watch a play without ever leaving home; either it never leaves the neighborhood of the familiar or you don't. And sometimes a play invites you into its home--certain things are familiar or not, but the center is not your center, and you almost drunkenly try to make sense of it, slipping and willing your eyes to focus. It's not that you forget to tell yourself you know better, that's not a blue sky......

"This family has sure got a lot on its plate," remarked our companion at the intermission of the new play Wake, from Onward Ho! Productions. Playwright Sonya Schneider loads the Harlows with about a decade's worth of mishap and miscommunication, and then packs them all into a tiny cabin for a birthday party. There's a point about fifteen minutes in where you feel acute sympathy for Delby, a friend who's blindly wandered into this O'Neill-meets-Stoppard......