8 hours of rehearsal today. 8 hours. Crazy, crazy, crazy. I can barely form true sentences after today. And now there's a flashing banner that's about to give me a seizure. Crazy banner.

We were able to run through the show twice today, once with each cast, so we really got a lot accomplished. Plus we learned some new choreography. Yes, the show does open on Friday. Yes, we did just learn choreography. No, that isn't very unusual. Not for YFC.

When I got home I watched the movie Help. May I just tell you, this is quite possibly one of the best movies ever made. Simply because if any other band made a movie, I really wouldn't give half a darn. But the Beatles made this completely awesome, irreverent movie that I can watch at any given moment and not ever get tired of. I just adore it highly. And I want a bed in the floor just like John had.

Then I found this old video tape that I recorded a bunch of random stuff on, and there upon I found a wonderful treasure. One which Dweezil will be incredibly delighted that I found. A magical little segment of the Conan O'Brien show, taped around about the summer of 1998, I believe. A segment entitled "Conan and Andy, One Heck of a Team." And they sing a wonderful little song. A song that goes like this.....

There's a monster in the garden of love,
and that monster's name is hate.
And if we don't destroy that monster soon,
it just might be too late.
So let's sip from the wine of tolerance,
and have a slice of compassion pie.
And then we'll all hold hands and dance around
beneath a rainbow in the sky.
Bowooooooo-hoo.
Bowooooooo-hoo-hoo-hoo.

Yes. That's a nice note to leave you on.

the night is nearly over † the day is almost here