Good morning, all! I slept well, although I must have been possessed by the spirit of Cole Porter last ight. I dreamed I was composing "Just One Of Those Things" for Janet Leigh! Oy.
I have to tidy the apartment this morning, pack a few articles of clothing, and determine my travel reading. Around 10:30 I will head down to Penn Station. I hope the trains are on schedule today and I hope tomorrow's meeting goes well.
I have little else to report. I believe I saw the films of GYPSY and WEST SIDE STORY long before I ever knew who Stephen Sondheim was. I discovered A FUNNY THING HAPPENED ON THE WAY TO THE FORUM through my Latin class, in which we were translating Plautus' comedy MILES GLORIOSUS around 1966. My wonderful Latin teacher Robert Kane was a native New Yorker who'd seen every musical on Broadway and we listened to the cast recordings of FORUM and THE BOYS FROM SYRACUSE during the semester of Plautus.