Forgot to mention this earlier.
I headed home from work yesterday (all half a block of my commute) and as I stepped down into the doorway area I noticed a woman sitting on the stoop above the step dialing her cell phone. She looked familiar but I wasn't sure. I went in, got my mail and kept staring. I didn't want to seem rude to her but I gathered my courage, re-opened the door and said, "Excuse me, are you Tonya Pinkins?" She laughed and said "Yes, I am". I, being the suave, sophisticated fool that I am said "Oh, wow, you're sitting on my stoop! How wonderful. I love your work." She laughed again and said thanks and I went up the stairs to our little abode. When I came back down 10 minutes later with the laundry, she was gone. I assume her vocal teacher is in the building next to mine and she was waiting for her appointment. I hear vocal hystrionics coming out of the window quite often and Mr. Joel Grey, and others have been seen entering and exiting the building before and after said vocalizing.
Hi, Kerry! Hope your computer realizes it's welcome here.
I am also listening to Annie Warbucks, courtesy of a certain Down Under wonder. Thanks, Tom.