Good morning, all! I slept quite badly: I still cannot tell if the dreams were about the Three Musketeers or about reading Les Troi Mousquetaires, one of my favorite novel. I seem to recall a bus, perhaps Ron Raines, whom I will be seeing today, and duels. Oh, a discussion of Constance Bonancieux and Dumas' name derivatives!
I, of course, blame DR Jose for all of this, and I probably blame BUKOWSICAL! as well. Since I still have two other Fringe items to see, I hope that last night's show is not the zenith after suffering through what I hope will prove the nadir. FOR THE LOVE OF TIFFANY remains my Fringe highmark. Bring it back!
Today, I need to deliver a CD to Mr Ron Raines, stop at Staples to have three Library of Congress Jerome Kern and Victor Herbert research/finding guides bound,, and plan my DC research for Tuesday.