The late of night....

I sit in the garage. 1:21 am. My portable heater rides my right side as I continually look up to make sure spiders do not fall on my head... as they ever so like to do.

Why do those spiders persist on distracting me from giving my composer notes? Ok, here I am... freezing in my garage... Rob is in Burbank putting together changes from notes I delivered to him via messenger about his recent score for episode 2... and a big black spider drops down two inches in front of my face!

Who in the hell does that spider think it is...Read more