Good morning, all! My Netscape email has died again, and my Mac man will be over on Monday afternoon to give this turkey a tune-up.
Last night, I had a very strange dream that made perfect sense during the course of it, but all I remember now are these parts of it:
I was working on a production of Britten's opera ALBERT HERRING and Ron Raines was in it
I gave a CD of something to my goddaughter Charlotte
I seemed to be at a summer theatre like Goodspeed
I was working at a public library and there were no customers so it was quite boring till I went to the third floor, where the reading room was believed to be haunted and people saw "things" peripherally
The frightening room was 313 and no one went into it aone
Someone was found dead
I was looking for reviews of a community theatre production and I believe DR Ginny was helping me
As the dream was turning quite frightening, I woke up
Knock knock
Who's there?
Sam and Janet
Sam and Janet who?
Sam and Janet evening