Well, dear readers, thanks to the Lakers I am home even later than usual. Damn them, damn them all to hell. Apparently the Lakers game got out and fifteen thousand cars all got on the Hollywood Freeway at the same time. I had to get OFF the fershluganah freeway and do surface street and let me tell you I railed at the high heavens and the low hells all the way home, which I’m sure wasn’t too thrilling for the Brain who was in the car. Am I the only one who can say they’ve been driving with a Brain for the last two months? I gotta tell you. In any case, now I’m really late on the notes and then I’ve got to write the other kind of notes, the kind for the cast and crew, so I suspect I’ll be up until one or one-thirty in the morning, and all because of those darn Lakers. Lakers, hear me loud and clear – KARMA. Where was I? Oh, yes, it’s late and I have no time to be pithy and witty and wise, not necessarily in that order. Isn’t that a song from West Side Story? I Feel Pithy? Speaking of pithy, yesterday was quite a pithy day. For example, I woke up. That was pithy. I then managed to package, postage, and ship all the rest of the orders that had come in over the last couple of days. That took a while, and then I did an errand or three, then came home and tried to relax, but didn’t really actually achieve relaxation. Then it was time to head down to the Heim of Ana. We supped at Islands and for the first time in ages I didn’t overeat and feel awful – just a burger and a few fries and that was it. Then it was time to do the tech run-through.
Last night we did a tech run-through. The first two-thirds of act one played really well, then it all sort of got a little slow, so we have to begin to pick up the pace and keep it up all throughout act two. Some lovely things happened, though, and some of it was as funny as it’s ever been, so that’s always good. There’s some unfortunate traffic problems backstage and we’re trying to get them all fixed, as one of our actors had a mishap because it’s so crazy back there. We saw the prototype for the Brain head – definitely some adjustments to be made, but it’s going to work very nicely. After the run-through our stage manager addressed some of the backstage issues. And then I came home and ran into all that fershluganah Lakers traffic.
Well, why don’t we all click on the Unseemly Button below because I have to finish these here notes in order to start those there notes, and I must get over my anger toward Those Darn Lakers.
Today, I have another couple of orders to box up and ship, and I have to do a couple of annoyingly annoying errands, but other than that I hope to get in some sort of relaxation time before leaving for our next tech run-through.
Tonight will be our final tech run-through until Saturday, so I’m hoping it goes smoothly and wonderfully. We’ll be working on some specific blocking when we first get there – the very long final scene’s intricate blocking has basically gone to hell and is non-existent, so we have to get everyone back to where they’re supposed to be so that it bears some relationship to what I actually blocked several weeks ago.
Tomorrow is a day off, which I’m sure we all need very much. I, myself, am going to see Teddy to get my haircut at long last. It is unwieldy, and has been so for some weeks. I can’t wait.
And then the weekend is going to be very long, especially Sunday when I have to stay after rehearsal for the band rehearsal.
For those in the LA area and environs, my friend Michael B. Druxman is doing a signing for his new book at our very own Mystery and Imagination (aka Bookfellows) in Glendale. It’s this Saturday, so stop on by if you’re in the area. I believe it’s a two o’clock signing, but just visit the Mystery and Imagination website to make sure.
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must, for example, ship a couple of packages, I must do a couple of errands, I must relax, I must eat a nice, light meal, and I must attend a tech run-through. And if I run into ANY traffic from Those Darn Lakers there will be hell toupee that is all I can tell you. Today’s topic of discussion: It is well known that I hate all sports. What is your favorite sport, why do you like it, do you like watching it or playing it better, do you bet on sporting events, and what sports did you excel in? Let’s have loads of lovely postings, shall we, and someone please warn Those Darn Lakers that they better not mess with me again, or else.