Good morning, all! I've decided my inner clock is still on Daylight Savings Time: yesterday, the alarm was set for 6:30 am and I was wide awake at 5:30, this morning I was awake st 4:30 and the alarm went off at 5:30, It's a curse. I had the mist bizarre dream about Karen Ziemba, and I cannot wait to call her and tell her, but it's only 6:05 am. It involved the new SWEENEY TOOD production, and our hanging out at some dairyqueen-doughnut shop where all these pretentious poetry readers ran in and out. It waqs like a bad French farce with not enough doors.
So, last night DR Rodzinski came over and helped me with my new DVD player. No matter how clearly they're worded, the manuals for electronic merchandise are like esperanto to me and I'm never able to assemble the damned thing correctly. Thanks to DR Rodzinski, my new player works excellently. So, I took him to dinner to thank him, and it's always a good time hanging out with such an erudite raconteur.
TOD: Forget it!
And so, to work.