Good morning, all! I kept having a repeating dream involving an E-9th chord, God knows why, so I decided to get up at 6:25 with the alarm. I have some Toyland work this morning, a small bit of IRS frustration, and then few plans after that beyond calling my father to check in on him.
After signing off, I read my Playbill from last evening and learned that the brainchildren of THE DROWSY CHAPERONE are involved with SLINGS AND ARROWS, my favorite tv show, which is coming out of DVD in the fall, and that a season 3 is in the works. O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!
TOD: When I worked on the Chicago Humanities Festival in 2003, my first presentation of excerpts from Eubie Blake's TAN MANHATTAN was in June. The CHF put me up in this glorious hotel built, I would guess, around 1900. I cannot remember the name of the hotel, but it was a block below Michigan Avenue, and about a block from the Chicago Art Institute: I saw the Seurat "Sunday on the Grande Jatte" painting for the first time. Vague? Well, I feel quite vague at the moment.