Inner Scrooge Monologue

........we've opened.......yay....... what am I going to do with all this candy? Ah! give it to the homeless.......my GOD, those children are loud.... I hear the boys through the concrete wall of my dressing room......now Amara informs me that the girls have disco parties in their dressing room. They dance around and scream.......an inhuman sound.......I thought disco was dead.......I really wish it was.

........can't even get into the greenroom at intermission--it's a swarming mass of little goobers all fired up on adrenaline......as soon as I appear in the doorway a chorus of "HEY IT'S JIM!!" or "YO! It's J. Dog!!" assaults me.......I get randomly high-fived and tackled from time to time. Little flying bodies suddenly hurtle out of doors to hug me and run away.....I hate it when they do that.....

....Scrooge also needs a car.....Scrooge can finally for the first time in his life get a new, or almost new, car....Scrooge has no time to LOOK for cars..........

now my wife is claiming I'm channeling my inner curmudgeon........Bah....