Good morning, all! Oy! Did I have weird dreams last night: an endless dream about putting away Christmas things and shipping Christmas gifts and others that get truly surreal. God knows where some of them come from although I think I know the source of the holiday dreams: I still have two (maybe three) Christmas gifts I haven't delivered yet.
And, dammit!, I forgot BURN NOTICE last night. Again! I'll try to catch it over the weekend.
Today, I have to run back down to Toyland this morning. Someone, possibly me, has misplaced the penultimate proof of "The March of the Toys" and I need it. I also need to return to the office some scores I should have left there and to pick up the copies of the oriiginal scores I forgot. I also need to call in the prescription refills for my meds.
Most of my weekend, I fear, will be getting ready for my accountant. I have lots of receipts to tally, so I should get on it ASAP.
TOD:
DVD: Too many are piling up; those Netflix items are still sitting at the top of the pile
CD: I just discovered Barbara Cook had recorded a Christmas album with orchestrations by my friend Larry Blank, the Paragon Ragtime Orchestra, Guy Haines, several operettas
VCR: I may need to record BURN NOTICE but until then, it's anthropoligical studdies of various mating habits