and then i had a series of separate but equal dreams about:
writing a musical about apostrophes, i am still humming the tune in my head.
my cousin wendy retiring from the high school theater. there was a big production and all the people she had ever worked with came back. this was an odd dream that combined high school and work and well a lot of imagination as i was guessing what the grown-up faces of so many of wendy’s and my classmates would look like now. after the little production/farewell skits, wendy gave me bobobka of aphrodite– i was touched beyond words.
helping the TTHM move and him wanting to have sex more than he wanted to do the moving.

now i am off to premiere my slide show to the sister club.