Good morning, all! I have more work this morning on that Act One finale of Mr Herbert's before I make a trek to Toyland. I have to find that OH BOY! score, although I am beginning to wonder if in a fit of distraction I pitched it.
Last night was another night of weird dreams, one about this July trip to Canton, OH, to lecture on THE WIZARD OF OZ and being totally unprepared. Another invovled my hometown friend Margo Skinner, her ex Dan Von Bargen, and our DR FJL! Before the alarm rang, I was having peculiar dreams about a haunted apartment, a car, Marian Seldes, whom I love, and one of my brothers, I think. It was an epic night.
I have nothing else to report. I will check in from Toyland.