Good morning, all! My last dream had something to do with Arthur Fiedler and recording an orchestra rehearsal. Earlier I had nightmare involving, once again, my grandmother's hbted house on Tenth Avenue, which after 50 years still terrifies me.
I will shortly head to Toyland; yesterday was a good day for cleaning and tidying, but I've learned that I really cannot work at home: too many distractions. So, I'm off to 27th Street.