Good morning, all! I had another night of weird dreams, and the ROBERTA ones have arrived. I only recall bits of the last dream: I was working at Barnes & Noble and there was an engagement (birthday?) party, but at the same time of the party, i was scheduled for a doctor's appointment, and I was wandering around whatever city it was with a lady in a lng Victorian dress attempting to find someone in a room up a long flight of stairs. It's good to be awake.
Have I mentioned how much I detest these faux-enthusiastic commercials for Queen Latifah's talk show in the fall? I have no idea where that southern accent she's using came from; she's from New Jersey! I'll be passing this program by, but if Time Warner pulls CBS, I won't need to worry about it.
So, today I am spending the afternoon with my musical theatre friend Dominic McHugh and his partner Lawrence before they head off to DC and the Library of Congress. I will meet them at Toyland around 11:00am.
TOD:
DVD: The Grand Season 2
CD: Dearest Enemy, Guy Haines, 1994 London cst of OLIVER!
VCR: smut