Okay, so I find myself holed up in the bitter Florida winter. Unable to go out in the elements I settle in for some work on my play. What do I miss? Well sir, I miss romance and magic and dancing. I don't get nearly enough smut or show tunes or ventriloquism. Where are all the good mentalists and mind readers? I'm craving mystery and slapstick to make the milk run out my nose.
My fine cast is assembled and just waiting for rehearsals to begin. I'm hoping to make the same mark on this theater crap that I have on the music business. Keep an eye on me.
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