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September 18, 2004:

GO KNOW

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Well, dear readers, escrow closed, I’m in the new house, things are getting unboxed and I’m finally starting to relax (sort of). The media center is up and running, although I don’t profess to know how it all works yet, because Mr. Wiring Man wasn’t finished when I left and I am dealing with a new receiver and the fact that he changed some settings that I am now not familiar with. He’s going to stop by early afternoon to show me the ins and outs and also the outs and ins of the new equipment. I have given absolutely no thought about what I’ll be reading today at the book signing and I must do so now. I sort of remember what I read at the last signing, but I have to mark those passages and rehearse a bit. I do hope some of you are going to make it down to the signing otherwise I shall have to say, “Sad to be all alone in the world.” Last night’s show was very well performed but we had another quiet audience. It was a strange crowd – one could tell they were really enjoying it by the applause and the smiling faces, but they just couldn’t seem to translate all those smiles vocally. Yet, at the end of the show, they cheered and hollered like the best of our audiences. Go know. The new number got a nice applause, but the performer is still all over the map with it, and I’m giving him until this evening to get it right – otherwise, it’s back to the old number for Sunday’s matinee. I worked with him for forty-five minutes before the show – telling him exactly where to breathe in the song and telling him if he didn’t push so hard he would not be out of breath after his ten measure dance solo. He rehearsed it that way and it was fine. Then he did the number in the show and it was, per usual, in one ear and out the other. He sang wrong notes, wrong words and he was so winded after ten measly measures of dancing that he could barely get through the end of the number. This is because he did not listen to me and he did not breathe where I told him to. It’s really simple, but he just can’t seem to not push and overdo and lay so much crap on top of the song that he looks like he doesn’t know what he’s doing. The song speaks for itself – all he has to do is sing it, and do his dance break and breathe where he was told to and it would stop the show. The audience wants it to stop the show. But, right now he’s doing their work and leaving them no room to come to the number. It’s infuriating, but the most infuriating thing is the wrong notes and words. So, tonight it’s right, or tomorrow it’s out. Isn’t that exciting? Isn’t that just too too?
My goodness that was a long paragraph, wasn’t it? It just went on and on and just when you thought it could go on no more, it went on some more. Go know. Well, why don’t we all click on the Unseemly Button below because I’ve got to figure out what selections I’m reading.

This morning, Mr. Handy Man is coming to figure out how my CD cases are fitting – we looked at things yesterday and we decided on a course of action and now he has to make that work. And then I’ll be able to begin the arduous task of unboxing. I’ve already done about twenty book boxes and the book room is starting to take shape. The kitchen is just about completely put right, too, so it’s not seeming so chaotic as it did yesterday. Then I have to decide where to hang my various and sundried pictures.

Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must choose selections, I must unbox, I must do the book signing, I must unbox and then I must be on my way to the theater. Go know. Today’s topic of discussion: It’s sometimes fun to hear how small or how big one’s various and sundried collections are – so, how big is your CD collection and what type of CD do you have the most of, and how big is your DVD and video collection and what type of DVD do you have the most of. Let’s have loads of lovely postings, shall we, and let’s do try to get back on track, number-of-postings-wise.

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