How do you call your lover-boy?

"Come here, lover-boy!"

I'm listening to '50s rock like there's no tomorrow. I'm flying by the seat of my pants and trying to put together a mix myself because I couldn't find/afford a good DJ for the partay, particularly one who had a lot of period tracks.

Speaking of, if ya'll have any CDs of people other than Elvis, Little Richard, Beatles, and the Beach Boys that you wanna shimmy to at said party, please get those CDs to me. 'Cuz that would be swell.

See, already talking that way. Golly gee.

Theatre-wise: got the part of Rostad (sp?) and Voices for "Farenheit 451", which I'm kind of psyched about. The Voice part, really, because there is a team of three (me, Reed, and Ailie) who will get to record all the special voice-over bits in the play. Which means I get to pull out all my awesome announcer voices! :D

"It's the....Mildred....Show!" 

Yeah, if you haven't read the script (aka, if you're not Amani), you won't get that, but someday you will, so don't worry.

Homecoming! I'm for it! I'm excited! Except apparently, he wants ME to ask HIM. Which is completely backwards, and I'm in the process of deciding how stubborn and prideful I am on this issue. More to come.

Blah, blah, blah.

"Hey, hey, baby. I wanna know if you'll be my girl."