Good morning, all! I have to make an emergency run to Toyland this morning before stopping at the pharmacy to pick up my meds. The rest of my day, and probably a lot of the next several days as well, will be tied up with 2008 taxes.
Happy Birthday, DR Michael Shayne!
Yesterday was peculiar; I spent most of the afternoon feeling puny and wondering if I were coming down with something. Around six, I decided I felt okay and I spent some time working on the Rodgers & Hart show SPRING IS HERE. When I called that quits, I watched PSYCH and went to bed.
I had one strange dream last night: I was over at the 82nd Street Barnes and Noble, and someone was holding auditions for some film so several clerks were auditioning. The store hadn't opened yet and I was asked to work at the cash register area till some workers arrived. when I left the store, I was walking up Amsterdam Avenue from 68th Street but I'd lost my shoes so I needed to find a shoe store. At that point I was walking down Central Avenue in my hometown looking for a shoe store so I stopped into the wonderful Central Pastry and looked at chocolate cakes, I didn't buy anything but suddenly I was driving down Central Avenue and I saw a shoe store sign. I woke up.
