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July 6, 2007:

THE TITULAR ME

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Well, dear readers, it’s Friday, but for some reason it feels like a Tuesday. It has something to do with Independence Day falling on a Wednesday and Thursday seeming like Monday, which means Saturday will feel like Wednesday and Sunday will feel like Thursday and I must say I feel completely discombobulated or, at the very least, discomgeorgeulated. Like sands through an hourglass, so are the days of the week. I already have a headache from this paragraph and, like the song says, we’ve only just begun. I think my point was that even though it’s Friday it doesn’t feel like Friday and frankly it’s messing with my mind. Speaking of my mind, yesterday started early and ended late, not necessarily in that order. I had a very early morning telephonic call from Mr. Tony Walton, and spoke with his two assistants, who, I’m hoping, will end up being the set and costume folk on The Brain. I won’t know that until Monday, but I’ve got my excellent vibes and xylophones on high. After that, I had a breakfast meeting with Mr. Richard Berent, who will be music directing our fundraiser in November. So, it’s nice to have that decision out of the way, and now I must cast the rest of the show, choose the material, set keys and arrangements and all in the next six weeks before I begin rehearsals in New York, New York. After the meeting, I then had a two-hour rehearsal with Miss Ryan – we went over the numbers that have actual staging and ran them several times – they haven’t quite clicked in yet, but she’s getting better. And we ran the trouble song, Fifty Percent, and it was a whole different number today – she committed to it, she had the right attitude and with two little adjustments it will be a socko number. After rehearsal, I came home and did some Kritzerland business, then went out and got some soup and kishka at Jerry’s Deli. And after that, I came home and did a little website content, and then I finally sat on my couch like so much fish.

Last night, I began watching a motion picture on DVD entitled The Giant Behemoth, the last film I have to watch in the four box sets of cult classics from Warners. It’s a talky little film so far, and the titular behemoth has only made a brief appearance thus far, but it’s sort of fun. I will, of course, have a full report when I finish it. I probably would have finished it last night, but for the constant onslaught of telephonic calls for the titular me. Am I a titular me? I mean, it is BK’s Notes, so I guess I can be a titular me. Certainly I’d like to be a titular something.

I’m hoping Mr. Grant Geissman and I can begin book designing next week, because I now have to get that wrapped up before I leave. And there’s a few details to attend to with the Lynda Carter album, so the busy schedule will not be abating anytime soon.

Well, why don’t we all click on the Unseemly Button below because frankly this section has put me to sleep three times already.

Today I have an early-morning meeting with a publicist, then I’m not certain whether Joan and I are rehearsing, but if we aren’t I’ve got plenty to do, including packaging up a few orders and prepping the Milla orders for shipping, as we may have discs on Monday (or so I’ve been promised – yeah, right). And then, this evening it’s the Pasadena Playhouse for the gala opening night of Can Can, which my friend David Lee has directed (he and another chap have also revised the book). I’ve heard good things about the show, so I’m looking forward to it, and to probably seeing some folks I know.

Tomorrow I may or may not have a work session with Mr. David Wechter. And I may or may not see a show tomorrow night. That all sounds very amorphous, doesn’t it. This is perhaps the most amorphous paragraph that the titular me has ever written, filled with mays and may nots aplenty.

Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must, for example, meet, do a bunch o’ stuff, and attend an opening night. Today’s topic of discussion: It’s Friday – what is currently in your CD player, and your DVD/video player? I’ll start – CD, still Henry Mancini’s masterpiece, Wait Until Dark, which I cannot stop playing. DVD – The Giant Behemoth in the TV room, and the spaghetti western, The Hills Run Red in the bedroom. Your turn. Let’s have loads of lovely postings, shall we, as the titular me takes the long and winding road to the bedroom environment and dreamland.

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