I came down with a rip-roaring chest cold last Tuesday, no doubt in part because of all the stuff I’ve been doing lately. Alas, I had to keep on writing and traveling throughout the week. An unwritten column in The Wall Street Journal waits for no man, even when he feels crappy. Neither does an out-of-town opening.
This morning I’m returning from yet another theater-related trip, this one to Washington, D.C., and I need some rest.
Later.