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April 2, 2008:


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Well, dear readers, can you believe it’s already April 2nd? April is already flying by, like a gazelle wearing a girdle. The first thing that I wish to impart in today’s notes is that I am tired. Not just tired, but Tired, with a capital T and that rhymes with P and that stands for pool. What am I, Harold Hill all of a sudden? Of course, T also rhymes with B, so does B stand for bool? Or T rhymes with C so does that stand for cool? Or D – dool? Or G – gool? Or T – tool? I think I’ll stop right there. I think everything should rhyme with P and stand for pool, but that’s just me. But enough about me, with a capital M and that rhymes with nothing. Speaking of me, yesterday was a day. For example, I got up early after a not very good night’s sleep. So, I was tired to begin with, and I mean Tired with a capital T and that rhymes with P and that stands for pool. I then did some work at the piano, some work on the computer, tried to relax, picked up a package, tried to relax, but before I could it was already time to leave. The ride out to the Heim of Ana was the best rush-hour drive we’ve had – only a tiny bit of slowing near the 605 and that was much less than usual. We tried a new jernt for dinner, Mimi’s CafĂ©. I wasn’t that taken with it, I must say, and I see no need to return there. After dinner, we stopped at a nearby 31 Flavors and I had a scoop of pistachio nut and a scoop of chocolate chip, in a cup. I didn’t finish all of it, because I do think my stomach has shrunk a bit over the last two weeks. Then it was time for rehearsal.

We spent the evening cleaning up blocking and making things more specific. We spent a bit of time on the final very long scene of the show, and it got better and better each time we ran it. I’ve been simplifying the Brain’s blocking, because what was necessary for the other two actors who played it isn’t necessary for Mark Rothman, who is funnier if he just plants himself somewhere and delivers the lines with his very droll and funny delivery. My hardest job as a director of this production is to put the other actors who’ve done the show completely out of my head. It’s really difficult to do, and I wish I could say I’d been more successful at doing it, but I don’t want to impose any other interpretations on these excellent actors, so I’m going to try even harder to just keep my trap shut and let them find their way – once we’re a little closer and a character is forming, then I can get into specifics. It’s really only been with a couple of people, but I’m not helping them by “hearing” what we did before in my head. I also have to watch my impatience – as some of you know, I am, by nature, very impatient as a person. Or, to put it another way, as a person I’m very impatient, and sometimes I snap at people, or get terse and I don’t really mean to – it’s more about my inability to have patience than it is about anyone doing anything wrong. So, I’m going to try to check my impatience at the door. I did a small fix for the Brain’s final exit, but it’s still not strong enough and it’s something we Will fix, with a capital W and that rhymes with nothing and that stands for nothing. W and M, they just don’t rhyme with any other letters of the alphabet, which is most unseemly.

Speaking of unseemly, why don’t we all click on the Unseemly Button below, with a capital B and that rhymes with P and that stands for pool.

Have I mentioned that I’m Tired with a capital T and that rhymes with P and that stands for pool. I think it’s also time to cut my toenails. Say what? Where did THAT come from? Just out of the blue I make with “it’s also time to cut my toenails.” That is just disgusting, if you ask me? Clipping toenails is a private affair, and not fit for public consumption, with a capital C and that rhymes with P and that stands for pool.

Today, I have more errands to do, more good e-mails to hope for, and, thank heaven, no more April Fools jokes. And, of course, a dinner to eat and a rehearsal to attend. We’re missing two of our leads tonight, but everyone else will be there, and we’ll run and clean as many things as we can. Then tomorrow night we’ll try and run the show from top to bottom one last time before the intense choreography rehearsals beginning on Saturday.

By the way (BTW, in Internet lingo), when I got home last night, there was a moth the size of Cleveland flying in my kitchen, doing dive-bomber moves at me, trying to attack my very being. I couldn’t find a magazine with which to go after it – no, all there was was this 500-page auction catalogue, so I went after it with that. Needless to say, a 500-page auction catalogue is a bit unwieldy, but I was persistent and eventually I got the little sucker, just as it was trying to fly inside my ear hole.

Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must, for example, do errands, work at the piano, hope for a nice e-mail with all my might, and then eat a meal and attend a rehearsal. Today’s topic of discussion: What is your favorite restaurant that’s a chain? What do you like to eat there and how long have you been going? Let’s have loads of lovely postings, shall we? That’s posts with a capital P and that rhymes with P and that stands for pool. Cool?

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