I am off to the studio, uninterrupted by any grouchy teenager. (The average sleep-over has atleast a 48-hr half-life in misery.) On the bright side, I took her to see a production of Henry V yesterday. The cast numbered 5, the production was in the round, with no more than 6 rows anywhere. The only props a few swords. The energy, thorough and bright. I am full of iambic pentameter today.