Back from a classic second show, wherein everything was a beat behind, right from lights up. Someone had been in our booth and changed the sound levels on the board for some party they had in the afternoon and didn't mention it. So, the doorbells and phone rings were like Godzilla. At intermission I got that straightened out. But the show itself was like molasses, save for Barry, who came on and took charge of act three. It was half a house, which is very good for this theater on the second night. So, I'll send a few notes to a few people and hopefully we'll be back on track for the matinee.