Briefly, let me just say that we went to see Dog Sees God: Confessions of a Teenage Blockhead by Bert V. Royal last night at the Playhouse, and it was incredible. I'm trying to find the script online right now, in order to quote some things, but insofar, I've been unsuccessful.
Snoopy, for some reason, has always retained this mystical, etherial, all-knowing quality to me. Even when I was a young child, it always seemed to me that Snoopy knew so much more than he ever let on.
Heather, you have GOT to stay on my ass about these auditions, ok? Like I said, I've completely missed my calling.