Well, dear readers, here we are in the final week of March. Yes, you heard it here, dear readers, here we are in the last week of March. You know what that means, don’t you? It means that after this week there will be no more March. March will be kaput, to be replaced by a little month we like to call April. The final week of March will be quite a busy one for the likes of me, and I’m sure for the likes of other hainsies/kimlets. Given how busy it will be, I’m glad that I actually got in a little rest and relaxation (R&R, in Internet lingo) yesterday. I’d had a little allergy attack the night before and didn’t fall asleep until three in the morning. However, I did sleep until ten, so that was good. I then got up, puttered around the house, ran my lines, and then began doing the act two fixes for the musical. I hadn’t intended doing much, writing-wise, but I ended up working most of the afternoon. The gal who’s going to play the female alien came over and I taught her her song. I got a bite to eat, and then sat on my couch like so much fish, and even nodded off for a while.
Yesterday, I did manage to watch a motion picture on DVD entitled The King and I. I must say, I never tire of The King and I – basically I think it’s just a perfect little movie. It always makes me laugh, cry, and just marvel at the performances of Yul Brynner and Deborah Kerr as The King and I. But I also love the actors who play the Kralahome and Lady Thiang (Martin Benson and Terry Saunders), and the rest of the cast is wonderful. The musical numbers are a constant delight, and Jerome Robbins’ staging of them is subtle and brilliant – needless to say, The Small House of Uncle Thomas remains one of the great musical theater ballets. My favorite song in The King and I unfortunately didn’t make the film – My Lord and Master, but otherwise the adaptation by Ernest Lehman is really terrific. I’m happy to report that the new transfer, apparently taken off the Cinemascope 55 negative, is wonderful – very sharp, perfect color, and robust 5.1 sound. Next up – Carousel.
Well, why don’t we all click on the Unseemly Button below because I think I’ve got about fifty packages to prepare for shipping – that means doing the address labels and having them all ready so that all I have to do on Tuesday is insert the discs and take them to the post office.
Has anyone noticed that we’re in the last week of March? In addition to prepping all the Kritzerland packages, I must also finish up the rewrites, and really sit down at the piano to finalize the music for a couple of songs. I must also run my lines a few times, and begin to think of a shot list for the taping of the show this weekend. I think I’ve finally come up with a decent order for the short stories, and if muse Margaret likes it, then I’m going to print up some manuscripts for proofing and editing.
My goodness, these notes are just dreary today, aren’t they? They have no pep, no vim, no verve, no zip, no zotz, no zing, and you know that it don’t mean a thing if it ain’t got that zing. I promise that the pep and the vim and the verve and the zip and the zotz and the zing will return tomorrow.
I can tell you one thing – when the play ends I am having a ninety minute massage. I’m having it come hell or high water or even heaven and low water. Nothing will deter me from having my ninety minute massage, baby, and I do mean nothing.
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must, for example, do everything listed above and more, I must find some zotz and some zing, I must possibly go out for some supper, but if I don’t, I must eat something interesting here at home. Today’s topic of discussion: We’ve talked about first computers several times – but what was the first word processing program you ever used, and explain how it worked – all the difficult ins and outs when word processing was in its infancy. And what were the first video games you had at home, and what system did you own? We had Coleco Vision at my home – my daughter played Pac Man and Frogger quite a bit. Let’s have loads of lovely postings, shall we, whilst I look for the zotz and the zing – wasn’t that a Twentiety Century Fox religious film in Cinemascope?