Some days everything just 'clicks.' Yesterday was perfect. I was 'Zen Surfer,' riding waves of positive energy all day.

'Abbie Fest,' is always an inspiration. The motto: creative cooperation. No bullshit, it is all about the work. Mary Archie Theater's Rich Cotovsky is a rumpled, grizzled, Buddha. A Laughing Buddha. He embodies Chicago's no nonsense work ethic. Chicago Theater is not about the money, instead, it's an example of 'work is prayer.' Looking forward to the event in August. The 'Woodstock Spirit' lives.

The call-backs at Peter Jones (this is our second home) were excellent: so much talent, so many good choices. The text began to come alive. Kind of like watching your little baby take it's first tentative steps. It's up to Carla now. I trust her instincts in building the group dynamic.

Finished the day at a back yard barbecue on the North side of Chicago. The Art Director crowd. Spent my time talking to a couple of musicians. We discussed all the great bands we've seen over the years. My list included: The Ramones, Elvis Costello, Neil Young, Bob Dylan, The Kinks, New York Dolls, Mott the Hoople. Music has been such a big part of my life.

Listened to Neil Young's 'Greendale' in the car. Quirky, funny, the best. The now deceased singer/songwriter Townes Van Zant supposedly had the ability to read auras; he said of Neil Young, 'Neil's aura was Pure Gold.' Gold equals 'Havingness.' You can't ask for more.