Sorry Threadie, it was dry here, not even a Guinness. When I looked south towards Toronto, I could see ugly clouds that may have been the ones dumping on you, wherever you are. Anyway, since it was a pleasant day here, I pretended that I had a life and went out. I had a wonderful time but that's another story.

You know, I can't remember a single funny situation with myself on stage. That may be because I get musical amnesia from stage fright. Or it might have something to due with humour. I posted Mel Brooks' theory of comedy before. It went something like this, 'Tragedy is when I fall and hurt my finger. Comedy is when you fall down a manhole and break your neck.'

You may have to keep your musical simple and skip the musical within a musical. I believe you only have about twelve songs. Even sub-plots are skipped in musicals due to the time constraints, whereas sub-plots are considered necessary in novels and movie scripts.

I know that I started stereotyping with the professors' daughters but do you think you really need a 'chorus line with scantily clad females.' Remember that every wonderfully shaped leg in the air is attached to an intricate, interesting and individual brain. I'm not into political correctness, but I do feel that individuals shouldn't be lumped together. I would prefer to see one woman kicking up her heels with enough time on stage to get to know her. And perhaps you should look at switching roles around. In the play Butley, one character describes his new novel as a story where the hero sticks his sword into an assortment of villians and sticks his cock into a assortment of females. Butley replies that it might be more interesting the other way around.

By the way, I'm not impressed with how quickly you demoted yourself to co-producer.

Cordially, flattop