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April 29, 2007:

NOTES IN A HURRY

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Well, dear readers, I’m late, I’m late, and therefore I must write these notes in a hurry. Never worry, for I know how to write in a hurry, even though my eyes are blurry. I might be able to write them even faster if my name was Murray and I’d had some curry. Speaking of curry, yesterday was a very relaxing day, even though I did a lot of work. I slept late, packaged up a few things and got them shipped, then came back and began proofing. I spent most of the day finishing proofing, and then I began entering the fixes late in the afternoon. I’ve got another hour or two of that, and then my proofing the manuscript is done and I won’t have to proof again until we’re at the galley phase. Now my two other proofers will go to work. After I finished all that I had some dinner at the Hamburger Hamlet. I started off with a really annoying waitress, who just couldn’t care less about her job and having to serve people in a competent manner. She was at the end of her shift, so her attitude was doubly annoying. After seeing part of the dinner sitting under a hot lamp for ten minutes I was ready to throttle her. When her replacement came to the table and said the food would be right up, I told him that the item had been sitting there for ten minutes and I said I wouldn’t accept it and that they should make it anew. He was a really nice waiter and totally agreed. Otherwise, the food was good and everything else went smoothly. I then toddled off to see a play at LACC.

Last night, I saw a play entitled Voir Dire by Joe Sutton, which is billed as a Pulitzer Prize nominated play. What does that mean? That he or a friend put it up for nomination in the same way that some dear readers put Kritzer Time up? Can I call Kritzer Time a Pulitzer Prize nominated novel? In any case, Voir Dire is a courtroom drama, or, more to the point, a jury room drama like Twelve Angry Men. Unlike the very concise Twelve Angry Men, this play takes place over the course of a few days, and goes outside the jury room a few times. I found the play not very well written, with too facile characters saying too facile things, and with a lot of unnecessary repetition. And the bookends of the play are totally expendable and should have been cut by the author long ago. The first bookend is the jury selection, in which we meet our six jurors as they’re questioned by off-stage voices – but they also talk to the audience to and it’s just bad. Once the jury room stuff begins, at least it seems more like a play. But then, once they come to their decision, the play is over, but we’re then subjected to some after scenes of jury people trying to communicate with each other – it’s doesn’t add anything to the piece and just makes the audience sit there for another six minutes. If you didn’t have the bookends, the show would run two hours instead of two-fifteen and that would have been helpful. The production, though, was very good, done on the stage of the Camino, where the Brain played. But the audience was on stage, two sets of stadium seating, with the jury table in the middle, which was the playing area. They had video cameras so that the people who had people with their backs to them could be seen. Unfortunately, the video idea didn’t work well – it was very distracting, and the show was directed in such a way that you saw enough of everyone. The kids did a fine job, and our very own Benjamin Clark was the only male in the cast (save for two guards). I just wish I’d like the play itself better.

Well, why don’t we all click on the Unseemly Button below because I must get these here notes posted pronto so that I can get some semblance of my beauty sleep.

Today, I shall be finishing entering fixes, having some lunch with former dear reader Hisaka, and then doing a few errands and whatnot and trying to relax before my busy, busy week begins tomorrow.

Remember that big basket o’ chocolate I won at that charity event? Much of the chocolate is, of course, gone. But, in the big basket was a Hershey’s Kiss fondue maker. It was filled with Hershey’s Kisses, but last night I finally looked inside and not only are they Hershey’s Kisses but they’re Hershey’s Truffle Kisses. Who knew? I had two, and they were quite yummilicious. Also included in the basket were Hershey’s Kisses with Coconut – I didn’t care for those very much. Why am I going on about Hershey’s Kisses when I need to get these here notes posted, truffle or not?

Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must, for example, jog, enter fixes, lunch, enter fixes, and then watch a DVD or three. Today’s topic of discussion: It’s free-for-all day, the day in which you dear readers get to make with the topics and we all get to post about them. So, let’s have loads of lovely topics and loads of lovely postings, shall we?

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