Well, dear readers, merrily we roll along with our rehearsals. Last night our choreographers staged another What If – we’ve got three other numbers for them to stage and their initial work will be done. We’re hoping to be finished with that by tomorrow night, and then our all-day Sunday rehearsal will be honing and making tight all of the staged numbers. On Monday I will begin assembling the show and staging the rest of the solos and duets. I’ve now got an idea of what the finale will be, and I’ll work that out and write it in the next couple of days. There is still major amounts of work to be done, but we’re getting there, slowly but surely. I’m hoping that by next Thursday I’ll have the form of the show or at least a version of the form of the show so that we can start run-throughs next Friday (we’ll be in the theater starting next Thursday). My plan is to have about three versions of a running order, and we’ll just try all three and then I’ll switch things around until we find something that works really well. And that’s where we’re at as of this writing.
I just saw our poster design, done by the great Doug Haverty and it’s fantastic. I’ve just asked for two little font size changes and then he can lock it and we can get them printed up immediately, along with the marquee signs for the theater. Very pleased indeed.
I had no time to watch a DVD, but I did have time to check out the new three movie Gidget set and it’s a four-star disaster. I have staunchly defended Columbia/Tri-Star because I feel their great DVDs far outweigh the occasional (and strange) misfire. But there is just no excuse for a pan-and-scan Gidget (the film is in Cinemascope) and full-frame transfers of Gidget Goes Hawaiian and Gidget Goes to Rome. Shoddy, shoddy work, and those responsible should be bitch-slapped from here to eternity and hell and back. This copy goes back to the store tomorrow.
Well, why don’t we all click on the Unseemly Button below because I have much to do and do much I must.
I’m happy to say that I got a decent night’s sleep on Wednesday night and hopefully, by the time you read these here notes in the morning, I will have gotten another decent night’s sleep.
Our very own Mr. David Levy is in town and we hope to get together with our very own dear reader Jose tonight after rehearsal. I haven’t seen Mr. David Levy since the whole dirty business happened (our three year anniversary of Black Saturday is coming up surprisingly fast), so it will be nice to catch up and shoot the breeze, although what the breeze did to deserve being shot is anyone’s guess. Why are people always shooting the fershluganah breeze anyway? The fact that after all that shooting the breeze is still alive and well and living in Breezeland is amazing in the extreme. I feel those who shoot the breeze should be held accountable for all that breeze mayhem, don’t you? Might I just say that if anyone has a clew as to what the hell I’m going on about now is the time to stand up and be heard or, at the very least, to sit down and be mute.
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must write, I must organize, I must ponder the form of things to come, I must potentially commit breeze homicide, and I must find time to eat various and sundried foodstuffs. Today’s topic of discussion: It’s time to talk about eggs. Yes, you heard it here, dear readers, I’m talkin’ about eggs. What are your favorite egg dishes, from simple to elaborate? And described in loving detail, please, as always. Let’s have loads of mouth watering postings, shall we?