The lovely Franklin Park Conservatory was the site for "Susurrus," a most unusual theater collaboration with the Wexner Center.

It worked like this: you make a reservation (two people could begin every 15 minutes); after showing up at the appointed time, you were handed an iPod and a map. You then followed a well-marked path that wound around the entire park, pressing "play" at each of eight numbered stops.

As things got underway, I at first thought it seemed like a corny radio play with different English voices piping up now and again, talking about some family and "A Midsummer Night's Dream." But as I started to piece things together, I began to realize its brilliance. I began to admire how the ever-darkening journey I was on--which concerned the staging of Benjamin Britten's eerie opera of "Midsummer" intertwined with a psychologically complex and twisted tale--took advantage of...

... the predatory nature of the Conservatory's current exhibit of carnivorous plants called "Savage Gardens."

The story--and my map--took me to many dark...

...and lonely places. In a way, everyone in the play was implicated, and the strangeness of just being a sexual creature called "human" was laid bare. It was an unforgettable experience.

For balance, later that night I went home and ripped into a guilt-free Mama Mimi's Green Goddess pizza (thin, whole-wheat crust with verdant veggies), drinking wine and warming myself by the oven as the heat-n-eat pizza cooked to toasty and crispy.