Done!

Another summer of Shakespeare in the park in over.  I'm sad, of course, but also relieved.  It's hard work, I tell ya, and when your closing matinee temperature is in the upper 80s it's very hard work.  Still, we had great audiences who gave generous donations; we had a fantastic cast and crew who bonded like few I've ever known; we had a fantastic, fun, and fulfilling summer.

Now I need a week-long nap.  ::zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz::

And then I need to get pics from this year so I can make some more icons.  :D

Small grammar rant

What is so difficult about using the proper pronouns when writing, or indeed when speaking?  Why is this so difficult for so many people these days?  I'm reading a story that just included the following sentence of dialogue: "If you don’t hear from either George or I, head straight for the Zanga village." . . . Me.  The proper pronoun in this case is "me". ME, ME, ME!  Fucking-a, why is this so fucking difficult?!  It pulled me straight out of the story.  Admittedly I'm a little tired of the story right now anyway.  It's very good, but it's like watching a tv show with this great A-story and absolutely no B-story.  It's unbalanced, and that makes it a little boring, IMO.  It's a shame because otherwise I've really liked it (despite some other odd grammatical choices).  ::sigh::

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