Good morning, all! A year ago last evening I was in the ER because of my idiot doctor's failure to diagnose my diabetes. I have survived the year, not as gracefully as I would have liked, but I'm here!
This morning I have several errands. The first is to run the music for the recording over to Brent Barrett's apartment, and the second is my first meeting with the mighty talented Rob Berman on FINIAN'S RAINBOW at 11:00. When I get back here, I plan to look up an alternate carpenter so if George's ass isn't in this apartment on Tuesday securing those damned bookcases, I'm firing it. This nonasense is driving me crazy: I can find nothing, the clutter annoys me no end and it's gone on far too long.
TOD:
DVD: too much clutter to find anything
CD: Merrie England, How To Murder Your Wife, Im Weissen Rossl, Liz Callaway, Guy Haines
VCR: too much clutter