Bad news? and another dream.

John called me this morning to say that my apartment was on fire.

He woke me up- I almost started freaking out. But then he said "apartments in Beltsville, on Cherry Hill Road." Yeah, I don't live there. Actually it's Greenbelt, and Cherrywood Lane. Close, though. Nice try, John. Back to sleep, me.

But thennnn I was woken up by a cat, at which point I remembered a fun dream. Megan K, AD/SM from The Frogz, called me because she was AD/SMing another show that needed a composer. I said sure. They were already into rehearsals, so I thought I'd stop by and see how things were going.

It another new adaptation of The Frogs... this time all of the characters were Russian. Instead of Aeschylus and Euripides, or Shakespeare and Shaw, or Brando and Belushi, they were Chekov and Ibsen. The cast: my old roommate Dave Michaels, Jake Lemmnes, and Christian from the current season of Project Runway. I think there was also a wolf on stage. I started to watch rehearsal, and I thought... what the fuck... I can't write music for this. Then Christian delivered some lines really poorly and Dave laughed at him. The end.