December 12, 2025
Woke late after staggering to bed at 3 AM. Last night’s dress/tech unspeakably bad, and if bad wasn’t bad enough, also a marathon that didn’t end until 10. I was nearly crippled. Someone asked if he could drive me to my car. I should have said yes. My ancient goal for the group was to sing the best music we could find as well as we possibly could. This weekend’s offering is a mile and a half from that. If I ever mention this, the refutation will be, “but we sold so many tickets.”
A’s Nutcracker cancelled this morning because of a snow storm that never happened.
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