Well, dear readers, I am happy to tell you that today is a day off. I have a day off. Just in case I’m being obtuse and oblique, let me clarify it more clearly – I have a day off. I don’t have to do anything. I can just sit here like so much fish and nobody can say boo (oob, spelled backwards) to me. I will sleep as late as I damn well please, I will be lazy if I so choose, I will work at the piano only if I feel like it, and I will continue to hope and pray I get some good e-mails today. I’m becoming very fond of the word oob, aren’t you? I think oob is a fine spelled backwards word, don’t you? But what does it mean? What exactly is an oob? I think we’ll have ourselves a little contest and see who can come up with the best definition of an oob. And we’ll award a sparkling prize for the best definition of an oob, and while we’re at it, if those who are owed a sparkling prize will remind me who they are, I will send out all errant and truant sparkling prizes to each and every oob who is owed one. Speaking of oob, yesterday was a day that went by very fast. For example, I got up. That went by very fast. I didn’t have any of the e-mails I was hoping for, so I ate some worms and then went to the piano, where I sat for two-and-a-half hours straight, working on the new Nudie Musical material and recording it into the computer. I then had to do some errands, and then I did some work on the computer, then had to get ready, then had to leave. We got a late start, and so the drive took about twenty minutes longer than the last two days. We decided to try a new jernt for food and went to a place that’s two minutes from the theater, a Thai restaurant. I had a salad with peanut dressing, and an order of Pad Thai. It was very good and I’m sure will be returning there. Then we went next door to a Coldstone and I had a small cup of some chocolate peanut butter concoction that was oh so rich and creamy and quite tasty. Then it was back to the theater for rehearsal. We blocked a couple of little things we hadn’t gotten around to, then reviewed some other things, and then we had a music rehearsal for the solo songs. Everyone’s doing very well, and it’s fun to watch them finding their characters and getting comfortable. After that, I headed home, tired as all get out, and I think we all know just how tired all get out is. I arrived home and had to begin writing these here notes almost immediately, but I was jiggy with that, I was down with that, because I have a day off and I can get some rest and relaxation, not necessarily in that order.
Well, why don’t we all click on the Unseemly Button below because I’m feeling a bit oobish right now and I need a new section to stimulate my cranium.
Have I mentioned that today is my day off? I am quite looking forward to it. I shall do whatever needs doing, but other than that the day is mine all mine, as is the evening. I’ll have to figure out something fun to eat, and I’m sure I’ll be watching Francois Ozon’s Angel this evening.
I’ll have to get to bed early because we have a nine o’clock rehearsal tomorrow. We work to one, then have a two-hour break, then I have to attend the first of the set building days. This theater company requires everyone work on two mandatory build days. I’ve already informed them that sixty-year-old Jews don’t pick up hammers or do this sort of thing, but I do have my surrogate worker attending, my assistant Miss Adriana Patti, who’s been doing a fine job of making sure the blocking is recreated accurately (except for the things I’m finessing and futzing with that are new for this production). So, we’ll be at the theater until six. Then we have another nine o’clock rehearsal on Sunday, this one lasting until three, I think.
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must, for example, have a day off, I must do whatever work I feel like doing, I must pick up a package, perhaps, I must eat and interesting foodstuff, and I must watch a DVD entitled Angel. Today’s topic of discussion: It’s Friday – what is currently in your CD player and your DVD/video player? I’ll start: CD, the complete score to A.I. by John Williams – a terrific score and this homegrown two CD set has been put in film order and contains everything. On the iPod is Johnny Mandel’s incredible score to The Americanization Of Emily. DVD, more episodes of The Rookies, and then Angel. Your turn. Let’s have loads of lovely postings, shall we, as we anxiously await your various and sundried definitions of oob.