Not Bob Fosse, but an incredible simulation….

So, the Fossethon starts Saturday morning, 11/10/07 and goes until the last person sends me something or until I keel over, whichever comes first.

In the meantime, I’m busy immersing myself in the always glitzy, never pretty, world of Bob Fosse. There are even some moments when I start contemplating when I’ll be meeting Jessica Lang in a diaphanous outfit (my luck, I’ll get Courtney Love) — even if I’ll never have a family history of early onset heart trouble or a briefcase pharmacopoeia to call my own. I’ll definitely survive, even if I’m feeling a bit antsy with all the worldwide attention.

I’m still finishing up the second of two biographies and, if, I’m finally able to overcome the jinx that has made getting ahold of Star 80 a living hell, I’ll be seeing that shortly. Then I have to write something. More than one something, right? Great.

I’ll open my Fossethon central page probably late in the day/night on Friday, where any and all bloggers will be invited to send me their links. Actually, if anyone has anything posted early, feel free to tell me so in comments and/or at the official FtY email address: forwardtoyesterday@yahoo.com. (Those of you blessed with knowledge of my top-secret personal e-mail address may feel free to use that as well.)

And now, another favorite Fosse number, this one celebrating the one thing no blogger should ever expect.