Especially me.

Sincere thanks to all my students who read RtB: Meg, Sam, Kristina, Trev and others, and to my supremely boss orchestra members who frequent Finkville: Bando, Adam, and Stein. You were fab, and it was a great show.

Thanks also to my family (especially the Thriller) for putting up with the craziness since Labor Day.

But as all theater weirdos will tell you: closing a show, while fraught with mixed emotions, is generally a good thing. It is for me because now I get to catch up on a great many jobs, as well as start some new projects.

Can anyone say Dinner Theatre ? Yikes.

But for now, today, Sunday — the Fink rests. Tomorrow, I will begin many tasks that have eluded my attention for weeks:

  1. Emails. I must have 25 in my inbox, unanswered. Unacceptable.
  2. The school website. I still don’t have pictures from Homecoming up.
  3. Start reading in prep for April’s exams. Ugh, dear Lord. I really, really, really don’t want to do this.
  4. Christmas concerts? What Christmas concerts? What’s a choir?
  5. Follow up on the imminent purchase. (Once again, for music purposes only. For all other things, “I’m a PC.” Playing both sides of the fence. Hey Ross..maybe I’m an idealist after all.)
  6. Start thinking about Thanksgiving. Now that, I’m looking forward to. *Wave to Helen and Jakey’s Mom*
  7. Get a carload of Jake pictures printed at Wally, framed, and hung on my family wall.
  8. Decide on DT audition music.
  9. Begin outline for Son of Zero to Sixty. (No joke. I’m insane.)
  10. Start Christmas shopping.

But for the moment, I wonder what’s to eat….

Fink out.