Time...

As I write this, I am at the Hilton Gardens in Indianappolis. When I climbed off the plane yesterday it was 18 degrees. But it was a dry cold...

I constantly hear from other ventriloquists about their adventures in the sunny tropics aboard their latest cruise. I get to freeze. That's not to say I don't get to head South, but usually it is the middle of summer when it is so hot you catch fire walking outdoors. Or hurricane season.

The last couple of entries discussed a situation I am currently facing. I'm not certain how much it has improved, but everyone involved seems to be working on it. It will take a lot of time, and patience. In the meantime, I have a corporate show this evening, then fly home to work on things again. I'm tired.