Good morning, all! I have a lot of running around today. First, Toyland to drop off some things and to pick up some scores, Then, 200 East 72nd Street, to John McGlinn's apartment to advise the movers about some scores and what to do with them. Hopefully, by now, the movers have been arranged for tomorrow.
After that, back here. I need to talk to some colleagues about our next course of action concerning the failure to replace our office manager and perhaps be talked out of the angry email I've been composing. Or helped in finessing its anger.
TOD:
Because I'm up to my proverbial neck in the show, BABES IN TOYLAND, to see how much of my recording of events matches the reality of the production's intrigues and to observe America's first great director-choreographer at work.