Good morning, all! There's been too much running about on my part this week and my body was not willing to trudge down to Toyland this morning. At noon, I must board a bus to Times Square and transfer to a subway to take me to Houston Street. At 1:30, I'm seeing goddaughter Charlotte in Ionesco's Rhinoceros at a theatre on Bond Street. It's a schlep.
Before I leave, I've got some Moross work, and I'm working on my response to the last email from Philadelphia.