Good morning, all! I slept late, very late for me. I was having interesting dreams - a possible tour of The Brain From Planet X for five weeks in Spain, casting a cabaret act, an alien invasion, a trip to England - and I can't say I was eager to hop out of bed and begin my 2010 income taxes. So, I'm out of bed now and I have no choice but to begin them.
I find the older I get and the less chances I have of getting an award - my least favortie orchestrator has a Tony Award and two of my favorites have lost, so I know the standards have fallen - the less I care about them, so I passed up the Golden Globes for THE REAL HOUSEWIVES OF ATLANTA.
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