Well, dear readers, this week is flying by, like a gazelle playing Frogger. Does anyone still play Frogger? More importantly did a frog ever play Gazeller? I used to play Frogger, especially at the Playboy Mansion, where for a year I was on the “A” list and went every week. It’s all in my first memoir, but while others were cavorting in the grotto, yes, I, BK, was in the game room playing Frogger. I think we also had Frogger at home via Colecovision. I think that was the name of it. I’m babbling, aren’t I? But I have such fond memories of playing Frogger at the Playboy Mansion, where I was always made to feel so welcomed by the charming Hef. Do they still have Frogger? Or have they updated it so that you have to kill the Frogs with explosions?
Yesterday was a day, I’ll say that for it. I really don’t remember much of it. Oh, I remember the cell phone ringing at eight, but obviously that was in the other room so I wasn’t about to answer it. I feel right back asleep and slept until ten, which was a good night’s beauty sleep. Then I had a very long telephonic conversation with Juliana Hansen about the benefit we’re working on. We talked about many things and she took notes and we’ll be very prepared at our little late meeting tomorrow night. By the time we got off the phone it was time to eat, so I went and had a patty melt. That was good, and whilst sitting there I caught up on e-mails and whatnot.
After that, I went and picked up a package that needed picking up and then I came home. Once home, I finished writing Sandy’s patter and sent that off. I printed out some more orders for Rising Sun, which is selling decently. Then I had more telephonic conversations and somehow the afternoon was done. I think other things happened but I honestly cannot remember what they were, other than doing a three-mile jog, planking and doing thirty-five sit-ups. Then it was time to mosey on down to Venice, California to check out a theatre space.
I must say, they have so completely screwed up the already completely screwed up 405 freeway that it’s just impossible to drive that freeway ever. I left at seven o’clock, after rush hour, but transitioning from the 101 to the 405 too fifteen minutes and then it took another ten to actually be ON the 405. The traffic was completely backed up and the reason became clear a half-mile later – they had the carpool and the lane next to it shut down. Brilliant. These people have been working on this freeway expansion for, I don’t know, four years? And they weren’t working – there was NO reason those lanes should have been shut down. Once we reached the Getty off-ramp, suddenly the lanes came back and voila – I zoomed the rest of the way, got off at Venice and drove past Lincoln, which is where the theater is located. I checked out their medium space and had a nice conversation with the artistic director, who’d come to me a few weeks ago about a potential project. I have no idea if it will or will not happen at this point, but I guess it’s still a possibility. We shall see.
After that, I came back to the Valley and stopped at Gelson’s and got a tiny thing of slaw, some crab bisque (not more than a cup), and some melon balls. Then I came home and ate it all up. It was too late to watch a motion picture, so I just did some work on the computer, listened to some upcoming projects, and that was about it. All in all, a pretty uneventful day, although I did write a rough opening two paragraphs for what I believe will be my new novel – I’d thought about how I wanted to open it and some stuff came to me whilst jogging, so I wanted to get it down. I do that for the Hofstetter books occasionally – write a paragraph or two early on, just to get my head ready for starting on January 1.
Today, I may or may not have a little meeting, otherwise I have some liner notes to begin, hopefully I’ll pick up some packages, I’ll eat, I’ll do a jog, we’ll ship some more CDs, I’ll put some gas in the motor car, and I’m sure I’ll have some telephonic conversations, too.
Tomorrow is more of the same plus a work session with John Boswell for the upcoming Kritzerland show, and then we have an evening meeting about the benefit for ALS. I can’t remember if I’m seeing a show on Friday night, but I’m definitely seeing a show on Saturday night – Little Shop of Horrors at the Kentwood Playhouse. I’ll be supping before the show, and then some of us will go out after the show. And then we have our busy rehearsal week with all that entails.
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must, for example, do a jog, maybe have a meeting, eat, hopefully pick up some packages, ship CDs, and whatnot. Today’s topic of discussion: It’s Ask BK Day, the day in which you get to ask me or any dear reader any old question you like and we get to give any old answer we like. So, let’s have loads of lovely questions and loads of lovely answers and loads of lovely postings, shall we, whilst I hit the road to dreamland, after which I shall arise and greet the day with merriment and mirth and laughter and legs. And if you want to discuss – what were the very first video games you ever played, when video games in arcades and at home were in their infancy. Frogger, baby, Frogger.