I am off after work to meet up with the Music Director for “Little Shop of Horrors.” We will watch the tapes, discuss the talents (or lack thereof) and make our casting decisions. Dreams will be made for the lucky nine (well, maybe not the guy who has to wear a plant suit for the entire show). The hopes of the other audition-ers will be crushed against the talent of those cast. Crushed!!!

Gosh, I can be snotty when on a power kick.