Haines His Way

Asha has staked her claim on the dining room. Leonard sits in the doorway and looks at her. Rex wanders around like a very old man.

Aww.

I am spending the day here.  I have no money and still no word on that potential job.  I'm also wondering why my colleague on How to Succeed . . . is dragging his feet about submitting the final invoice.  As far as I know, the work is finished.

I spent much of the night listening to the rain and wrestling for bed space with three cats.

The heatwave is broken, and I slept quite badly. I had lots of strange dreams, but I only remember one in which I was back in Ohio and the community theatre I founded in 1978 was doing a production of Man of La Mancha.  The lead was a high school friend who died about two years ago.  At one point I was hanging out in the Middletown Mall and ran into Mildred Rogers, a wonderful lady I worked with 45 years ago.  She was in her mid-sixties when I worked with her, and I've always wondered whatever became of her.

Asha has staked her claim on the dining room. Leonard sits in the doorway and looks at her. Rex wanders around like a very old man.

Good morning.

Good morning, all!

I shall have to ponder the topic of the day. I know some John Waters films will be on my list.

It's so much fun hearing (reading) about how The Creature Isn't Nice is coming together!

It has been, hasn’t it?

Good morning, all.