Well, dear readers, this week is flying by, like a gazelle on a hot tin roof. You know, don’t you think it’s high time we had a damn photograph of the fershluganah gazelle? I do and now we can, thanks to our fancy-shmancy new version of this here website. So, here is a photograph of the fersluganah gazelle, about to do a triple lutz.
Wasn’t that a lovely photograph? And just for fun, I just did a triple lutz. It wasn’t pretty. It was like a putz doing a lutz. Actually, it may have only been a single lutz. I don’t know enough about a lutz to know from a single, double or triple. I just read on Google that only advanced skaters should attempt a triple lutz because it takes a lot of practice and you have to be really good. Now they tell me. Damn them, damn them all to hell. The other small problem is I tried it without skates. What the HELL am I talking about? Don’t I have notes to write?
I can tell you that yesterday the workers woke me out of a sound sleep. I used to have silent sleep but then sound came in and now I only have sound sleep. There is a June bug in this house and it is BUGGING me. I already killed one and now I have to go find this other one and bash it’s ugly little June bug brains in to kingdom come, wherever that is. Excuse me for a moment. It’s being cagey, this little June bug but in the end I will find it. The funny thing about the June bug is once they get in the house they have a life expectancy of about eight minutes. If I don’t find them they just expire, like milk. Now I have lost my train of thought. I hate when that happens. Has anyone seen my train of thought?
Ah, thank you – my train of thought. It’s very animated, isn’t it? Oh, and the second June bug has met its maker. Hopefully that will be all the June bugs for the evening. Here is what a June bug looks like.
What loathsome little buggers they are. Anyway, I was awakened at eight by the workers who wanted to work. They began by removing the window above the sink so they could repair it. They also removed the door that leads from my bedroom to the yard so they could repair some rotted wood (not on the door). So, it was a lot of activity and quite noisy. I just answered e-mails and then did a three-mile jog, after which I had some telephonic calls, and then I had a sandwich and no fries or onion rings. I picked up no packages or mail. I came home and things had quieted down. I got the news that we’re all cast save for one male singer – we even have our guest star. I spent two hours finalizing the song choices, which is always daunting. I assigned everything and then sent one of the singers their three numbers. I’m still waiting on sheet music for about four songs, then I can get everyone else their stuff – we are way ahead on that part of this – a month ahead – usually I don’t get them things until about two-and-a-half weeks before the show. I’m going to try to do this for every show from now on, although it isn’t always possible. By the time I finished all that the day was done and done was the day. Then I went to Gelson’s and got some tiny snacks for my evening eats and then I came home and sat on my couch like so much fish.
Last night, I watched the latest episode of Mad Men – more drugs, more characters I don’t like, and only about ten minutes that I enjoyed. Then I watched another thirty minutes of my DVR’d Sayonara. It’s really a lovely little film – but almost three hours long. I’ll finish it one of these fine days. Perhaps it’s time for another Brain song in French, so how about The World of Tomorrow.
Wasn’t that French? I’ll keep posting ‘em as long as you want to hear ‘em. I think I’ll also post a mystery audio sample from an upcoming Kritzerland release – would that be fun? I’d put it on the Now Playing page. We also have our Unseemly Interviews retrieved – it’s not working yet, but it will be soon and then we’re going to do our first Unseemly Interview in probably six years or more.
Tomorrow, the workers will be here at eight again, I’ll do a jog, I’ll eat something light but amusing, and then I think other than maybe getting singers their music that I’ll take as much of the day off as I can, as I haven’t been able to do that in about a month. And I can use it, let me tell you that. Then I’m going to the Avalon at seven. I thought it was to see a full-on presentation of Tommy Tune’s Studio 54 musical, but when I looked at the invite I noticed that it said 7:00 to 7:30, so I’m not sure exactly WHAT I’m attending. I will, of course, let you all know. The rest of the week is meetings and meals and liner notes, and then we have our book signing on Saturday and I do hope that some dear readers will be there with bells on and also clothing. There will be cake, and I will answer all indelicate questions. I’m hoping we have at least twenty people there, but I actually only know of about ten. I don’t really know why it’s so hard to get people off their complacent butt cheeks, but it is, year in and year out, not necessarily in that order.
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must, for example, do a jog, eat, get singers music, and relax and then go to whatever it I’m going to at the Avalon. Today’s topic of discussion: What bugs bug you the most – the ones that annoy you, creep you out, make you want to just squash them to bits or swat them to smithereens? Let’s have loads of lovely postings, shall we, whilst I hit the road to dreamland, which I need to do after my pathetic attempt to do a triple lutz without skates.