Good morning, all! The world didn't end, a lot of folk have egg on ther faces, DR cillaliz has removed her hat, and the world goes round. I dreamed last night that BK was stepping in to produce one session of the Herbert songs because our producer Judy was unavalable. RebeccaLiker and Patrick Carfizzi were also in my dream, and we seemed to be recording in a high school gymnasium.
DR MBarnum, while I do pray daily for God to repair your deficiences, curb your erotomania, and get you laid, my life would be so much sadder if I could not be daily shocked by one of your grammatical, intellectual, or tasteful lapses. I wasn't praying for you to be one of the chosen, because I would miss you. How much duller my life would be!
Today, I overslept by thirty minutes, and I wasn't put of bed until 6:30. I am off to Toyland to harmonize a carol "People, Look East" at the piano, copy out the final lead sheet, and cart everything back here for tomorrow's rehearsal, wich is at 96th Street.
I'll check in from Toyland.