City Mouse

"That thing is a trap," said City Mouse. "The minute you touch the cheese something comes down on your head and you're dead." The little Country Mouse looked at the trap, and at the little City Mouse. "If you'll excuse me," he said, "I think I will go home. I'd rather have barley and grain to eat in peace than have sugar and dried prunes and cheese and be frightened to death all the time!" So the little Country Mouse went back to his home, and there he stayed all the rest of his life.

Sunday, April 15, 2007

Breathing Through Your Nose is So Overrated

How does the body know these things?

The day of the opening of the last show of this crazy three-show run I get a head cold. Like, somehow my immune system knew it couldn't break down until... yesterday. And there it goes.

It's not terrible. Seems to be contained completely in the upper half of my head. But it looks like i am going to be a little high on cold medicine for Helen Hayes tomorrow night.

Consider yourself warned.

3 Comments:

At 9:13 AM, Anonymous said...: my dream come true. sweet.
At 10:44 AM, Thehairyape said...: maybe...just maybe...it was all the standing in the rain?
At 11:24 AM, DCepticon said...: May I recommend a Robitussin Colada at the After Party? Or perhaps a Sudafedarita?

City Mouse

Sunday, April 15, 2007

Breathing Through Your Nose is So Overrated

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