Well, dear readers, March is flying by, like a gazelle playing mumblety-peg. Does anyone still play mumblety-peg? It was quite a popular game, but since it involves throwing a pocket knife as close to one’s foot as possible, I’m guessing that’s why the game’s popularity with the populace was waned, oh, yes, the game’s popularity with the populace has waned. Ishkabibble. Did I just say ishkabibble? I don’t know that I’ve ever said ishkabibble in my entire life, and yet out it popped, right out of the blue. Normally something so outré pops right out of the green or the red, but this popped right out of the blue. Ishkabibble. That word became very popular with the populace when mublety-peg was popular with the populace. In fact, if a concerned mother were to have said to her child, “I’m concerned about you throwing that pocket knife so close to your foot,” the child might have retorted, “Ishkabibble” or, basically, “What, me worry?” What the HELL am I going on about? Mumblety-peg and ishkabibble? Don’t I have notes to write and shouldn’t they already be posted? I do and they should so I shall, not necessarily in that order.
I had a lovelier than lovely day yesterday, save for some drama with the location manager of a film shoot taking place a block from here. They’d left their little permit thing saying that the south side of my street would be for their use only yesterday from seven in the morning until ten at night. This has been happening at least once every couple of weeks for the last few months, and I know many of the people in this neighborhood are sick of it. Whoever is renting out their house is making a nice chunk of change, while everyone else in the neighborhood has to put up with the inconvenience. I’d gotten up, and then had breakfast with our very own Miss Alet Taylor, which was a good deal of fun. When I came back home, every parking place near my house was taken – on the north side of the street. As I approached my house, a security guard had just taken the last space in front of my house. I pulled up to him and called him over and told him that the permit I had been left was very specific about the south side of the street. He shot me some attitude, which was a big mistake. He said, “I can park wherever I want – this is all public parking. Call the traffic department if you’ve got a problem.” I shot back, “No, here’s the problem and it’s not mine – YOU are not the public, YOU are employed by the production company, therefore YOU can get your vehicle the hell off this side of the street so that I, who live here, can park. I then turned around and parked on the next block, and walked back. I went up to the security guard and said, “Give me your name.” He then got nervous and apologized and said, “Oh, I didn’t realize you lived here. Let me call my location manager – I suppose you want money.” I said, “No, I don’t want money, I want to park in front of my house.” He told me the location manager was coming, and I could see him walking towards me, at which point the security guard jumped in his vehicle and got out of there like a bat out of hell.
I told the location manager that I understood his problems but that the permit was very specific about parking and that I had a rehearsal happening and people would need to park. He asked how I knew the vehicles parked there were theirs and I told him, “Because no one EVER parks here, that’s how I know.” He then got on his walkie-talkie and sent word that people had to move their cars ASAP. He apologized and even said they’d rented a parking lot not two blocks from here, but apparently people were too lazy to use it. Within ten minutes five cars had moved and the drama was done.
Then I had a very nice visit with our very own Mr. Nick Redman. After that, I went and picked up one little package, then came back home and did some work on the computer. Then we had our second Kritzerland rehearsal, which went mostly very well. Our MD had forgotten to transpose one song, so that was a problem, and there were some forgotten things that we’d set the other day, but we got through everything and the singers sound great. After the rehearsal, the family Hollis and I went to some place called Elephant Bar in the Bank of Bur. They had a very outré menu there, very eclectic. I ended up having a lettuce wedge side salad, a very small side of mac and cheese (very good), and a ham and turkey sandwich, which was also quite tasty. I was VERY full, but I don’t think I did any damage, calorie-wise.
After that I came home, but it was too late to start a motion picture, so I just did stuff on the computer, had some telephonic conversations and that was that. Well, why don’t we all click on the Unseemly Button below because I must get a good night’s beauty sleep.
Today, I must be in the Wood of West at eleven-thirty for an early lunch meeting with the fellow who’s booking Nudie Musical for a midnight screening. It looks like the date will be Friday, June 8th. I’m going to get him the trailer and they’ll start running it soon. I’m also bringing him the Blu and Ray and a t-shirt – I’m thinking it might be fun to raffle off a few Blu-rays and t-shirts the night of. And we’ll discuss maybe running one of the Outside the Box episodes (probably The Miracle Worker) as a little short subject before the movie. And we’ll also talk about maybe running the making of documentary that Nick Redman directed. After that, I’ll come back to the Valley and hopefully pick up some packages and an important envelope, do some errands and whatnot, and then relax.
Tomorrow, I will definitely do a jog, then we have a stumble-through, then I’ll have an early dinner and then watch a motion picture. Sunday is our sound check and show. Next week is very busy with meetings and stuff, planning the new Kritzerland show, and getting ready for my short New York trip to work with the East Coast singer.
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must, for example, have an early lunch meeting, I must hopefully pick up packages and an important envelope, I must do errands and whatnot, and I must relax. 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 new recording of Follies, which is not to my liking at all, and the five-disc Ben-Hur, which is. Blu and Ray, maybe Maigret, maybe a movie movie. Your turn. Let’s have loads of lovely postings, shall we, whilst I hit the road to dreamland. I leave you with one parting word only: Ishkabibble.