Well, dear readers, you will not believe it. I went to write my handy-dandy notes over an hour ago, to that special address that Mr. Mark Bakalor has set up for me. And I got that obnoxious thing I hate to see: WEBSITE NOT RESPONDING. All other internet sites were working for me, but not this one. I had someone else try and it worked for them, but of course they are not writing these fershluganah notes. I tried Internet Explorer. Nothing. I shut down aol and restarted it. Nothing. I rebooted the computer. Nothing. WEBSITE NOT RESPONDING. That’s what I got, over and over again until I wanted to throttle the nearest pork chop. Luckily, there weren’t any pork chops nearby. I finally tried it one last time and I still got WEBSITE NOT RESPONDING. However, this time I clicked on “RELOAD” and that did the trick. Suddenly the website responded and so here I am writing these here notes one hour late. On top of that, the plumber is here and I’ve got to show him where various and sundried problems are occuring. So, I feel rushed and fragmented and also fragmented and rushed. But at least we’re not getting WEBSITE NOT RESPONDING right now and that is a good thing, because when I see that WEBSITE NOT RESPONDING thing, no pork chop in Los Angeles is safe.
Oh, I feel fragmented and rushed, dear readers, although not necessarily in that order. Perhaps we should all click on the Unseemly Button below and see if that helps.
Yes, I do believe that has helped. I am calmer and more at peace. I have entered a Zen state. My favorite Zen state, by the way, is Alabama. But I must hurry through these notes now, because I am getting such a late start. Time is no longer on my side, notes-wise. What time was doing on my side in the first place I have no idea. I like time on my front or back, but I’ve got love handles on my side, so I don’t need time on top of those, let me tell you that. Does anyone know what the hell I’m talking about? I suggest those of you who missed this weekend’s notes should go read those right here and now and also right now and here, because those notes were not rushed or fragmented, those notes are perfectly lucid, and, as we all know, I Love Lucid. We had a good deal of fun on the weekend, so don’t not check those notes out. Important things are said on the weekends, dear readers, and you must be in the loop, weekend notes-wise.
We have a trivia contest winner, dear readers. First of all, the question was apparently a real stumper, because we only had about seven guesses in total. The question was this:
What Broadway librettist rewrote his flop Broadway musical into a hit Hollywood film?
We had two correct guessers, dear readers, and then I threw their names into an electronic hat, and the electronic hat picked our Highest Winner, who is Hapgood. Our other High Winner was Jeff Kauffman. The answer to the question is David Newman (and Robert Benton) wrote the libretto for It’s A Bird, It’s A Plane, It’s Superman, and they went on to co-write the screenplay for the hit film with Christopher Reeve. Here’s another mini-trivia question – you may post your answers below: What well-known theater music composer is a very good friend of screenwriter/director Robert Benton (said composer even wrote a score for one of Mr. Benton’s cinema exercises)? Also, if Hapgood will send the olde address, we will get Hapgood a handy-dandy prize. These prizes, by the way, do take a week or two for me to send out.
I had so much to write about today, but I’m going to have to save some of it for tomorrow. For example, I was going to write about another of my favorite musicals, but it’s a rather long piece and because of that fershluganah WEBSITE NOT RESPONDING business and the plumber and my brother being here, well, time is no longer on my side or front or back, notes-wise.
I hope this WEBSITE NOT RESPONDING problem is completely over and that I will not have a problem tomorrow. Maybe I’ll even come back later and post something new and exciting. One day, I shall confound this WEBSITE NOT RESPONDING thing by saying BK NOT RESPONDING. That will show that unseemly WEBSITE NOT RESPONDING a thing or two, or perhaps even a thing or five.
Finally, let me say a fond farewell to one of my favorite musicals of all time, The Fantasticks. The show closed this weekend after forty years at the Sullivan Street Playhouse. I suppose it had to happen at some point, but I shall miss it dearly. What a wonderfully simple and heartfelt show, and the score by my pals Harvey Schmidt and Tom Jones is still, these many years later, fresh, exciting and sublimely beautiful. Luckily, there are never any shortage of productions of The Fantasticks and the show will live on forever.