Well, dear readers, here I am sitting on an aeroplane, on my way back you Los Angeles, California and the City of Studio and my very own home environment. What fun I had on my trip to New York – seeing wonderful folks, eating wonderful meals, watching Miss Abrams do her New York comeback nightclub act, and seeing three count them three shows. My hotel, while a little funky, actually pleased me for the most part, especially the wireless Internet, which never failed.
The aeroplane is very crowded and unlike the trip TO New York, I have someone seated next to me. He is a pilot, I think, taking a seat that would normally have been empty. He is a big, hulking brute, and he LISTS, oh, yes, he LISTS – to the RIGHT, which is, unfortunately, where I am seated. So, this man’s shoulder is in MY space, as is his elbow, which is taking up the entire armrest. Furthermore, his right foot is in MY space. When one is claustrophobic, especially on aeroplanes and especially in coach, one does not want a big, hulking brute invading their space. And yet. Breakfast was served about thirty minutes ago – a scrambled egg in a half-pita pocket – or should that be a half pocket pita? It tasted like a scrambled egg in a half-cardboard pocket. They also served a teeny-tiny muffin, and some fruit. I have looked through the Sky Mall catalog ad nauseum. I have read the in-flight magazine. And now I am writing these here notes, at least part one of these here notes.
I only got about two-and-a-half hours of sleep last night and am quite tired and a mass of yawning. I cannot, in fact, stop yawning. My gaping maw has been open with yawns for about the last three hours. My car was there on time, the airport wasn’t all that crowded so I got through security fairly quickly, and the plane took off on time. My body is really sore from all the treadmill visits and I doubt I’ll be doing the long jog when I get home. I’ll resume that tomorrow, meaning, of course, today, which is when you’ll be reading these here notes. I’ll have to get these here notes onto the other computer, but thanks to Mobile Me, that is as easy as pie, since with the click of a mouse I can put this computer screen on the other computer and drag the notes to my iDisk, where I can retrieve them easily. Ah, the modern age of wonders. The movie was Last Chance Harvey – I’d already seen it and not liked it, so I didn’t even glance at it.
Oh, one sad thing – in addition to Virgin Megastore being closed, the funky little DVD store across from Joe Allen has closed. They always put out new releases a week or two early, and I’d always buy a few on my various and sundried trips. But, alas, no more.
Well, why don’t we all click on the Unseemly Button below because the laptop battery is waning and so am I, so perhaps I’ll shut Ye Olde Eyelids and see if I can snooze.
And now it is eleven o’clock and I have not stopped since arriving home. The rest of the plane ride went rather quickly, we got in early, and I was home very quickly, too, due to absolutely no traffic. The minute I got home, the helper came over and we packaged up a ton of CDs and bigger orders and got them all over to the post office. Then I had to have some lunch, as I was not feeling well (overtired, too cold on the plane), and I did the right thing and had a cup of chicken soup, a turkey sandwich, and a few fries – I felt much better afterwards. After that, I had to deliver a big order to a local dealer, and after that I attempted to install a new lamp in the old TV. Unfortunately, not only would the lamp not install, the clamps into which it’s supposed to fit broke and that was the end of that. Last year, when a technician did the installation of a new lamp house, he had a lot of trouble and told me then that the clamps were bent and very loose. It’s simply not worth it to even attempt to fix it, because you can get a new TV for what it would cost. It’s amazing that this six year old widescreen Mitsubishi is already antiquated – “i” instead of “p” and a lamp house that’s been so simplified and therefore much easier to change – well, everything. So, I have to figure out what to do and whatever I figure out I shall figure out and then do. I will keep you posted.
Today, I’ll be meeting with Cason to discuss casting issues, and we’ll be setting up another day of casting. Other than that, I just have a few brief errands to run and then I’m just taking it easy.
The orders for Tom Jones have been very healthy and we’ll be sold out, probably by the time you’re reading these here notes.
Let’s put on our pointy party hats and our colored tights and pantaloons, let’s break out the cheese slices and the ham chunks, let’s dance the Hora and the Electric Boogaloo, for today is the birthday of dear reader Sam. So, let’s give a big haineshisway.com birthday cheer to dear reader Sam. On the count of three: One, two, three – A BIG HAINESHISWAY.COM BIRTHDAY CHEER TO DEAR READER SAM!!!
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must, for example, maybe do the long jog, but then again maybe not, I must have a meeting, eat some lunch, and then take it easier than easy. Today’s topic of discussion: What is your favorite deli food? Have you ever eaten REAL deli food, REAL Jewish food, and, if so, what are your favorites and least favorites? Let’s have loads of lovely postings, shall we, whilst we mourn the passing of Ye Olde TV.