I love the Producers. I've been working the touring show and now I've got that song stuck in my head. I think I'm going to get a picture of me with the nazi dancers tomorrow and send it to my parents. My mother would probably have a stroke.
My friend is in trouble with his girlfriend (they both are working the show with me) because the dancing girls are changing costumes backstage and he is not dropping whatever he is doing and covering his eyes while the girls are half naked.
In other news, not much has happened.
I've got a new computer game or two to occupy my time and keep me away from the horrors of socializing.
Cloverfield was not as good as my best friend said it was, though it was better than my other friend said it was. The writers if Across the Universe (the screenplay guys, not the Beatles) took a lot of drugs about halfway through the script. (Although the beatles were probably on a lot of drugs, too)
That's about it for this past month.