Well, dear readers, TGIF, which means Two Great Idiots Frolic or Twelve Girlfriends in France or The Ghoul is Fat or Tell Gwendolyn Iggy’s Fantastic or Transcendental Guru’s Illicit Fun or, more to the point, Thank God It’s Friday. Thursday was a bit of a muddle – a little of the good, the bad, and the ugly, not necessarily in that order. I only got six hours of sleep, so that was the ugly. I got up at eight-thirty, left at nine-fifteen and was coifed by Teddy at ten. Teddy gave me all the dirt there was to dish and there was plenty and nothing I can share here, other than to say it involved a big celebrity. He did his customary excellent coifing, and my hair is now once again short and manageable. I hadn’t been to him in three months. My how the time does fly.
After that, I came home briefly, and then went and had a turkey sandwich and no fries or onion rings. Then I picked up some packages, then came home again, answered e-mails, printed out orders, and had a telephonic call that alerted me to a problem that I then had to deal with after being on hold for forty-five minutes. It involved a hold being placed on a check – a little fact that the bank neglected to tell me was happening. I got it straightened out and all is well and well is all. I do like my bank and they normally don’t do this sort of thing, so I will forgive them this trespass.
Then I had a meeting with a singer/actress who wanted to pick my brain about various and sundried things, and I was happy to have my brain picked. We met at Aroma Café, and we just had liquid refreshment. I was there for an hour, then came home again. I had some work to do on the computer, our musical director that we’d finally booked fell out, we found a replacement but his schedule is wacky so we’re just trying to make sure the cast can accommodate it – I’m frankly almost ready to throw in the towel on this show. I know it will be good, but not only the difficulty in casting it and choosing the songs, but I realized I still hadn’t gotten some sheet music to singers, so I sent an e-mail to our sheet music person and hopefully I’ll have those three or four songs this morning. Then it was time to mosey on over to the Eclectic Café for a dinner meeting with another singer/actress.
This singer/actress is very talented, and we talked about a lot of things and the various and sundried clubs in LA, and she’ll be joining us for a Kritzerland show in August if the July show doesn’t do me in. Since I’d eaten a sandwich, all I had was a very small Caesar salad along with the appetizer mac-and-cheese, which couldn’t have been more than three ounces of pasta. It was fun, and then I came home.
Once home, it was too late to watch a motion picture, so instead I listened to music, did work on the computer, and ate some cherries. I sent out an eBlast for our Kritzerland a GoGo Indiegogo campaign’s final ten-day push. We have a long way to go, but it was a really good eBlast that said all the right things, and within a couple of hours we’d gone up two percentage points to being 34% funded. We need to keep on keeping on, so do spread the word as best you can.
https://www.indiegogo.com/
I also checked out the new book To Live and Dine in LA, a too precious title for a very disappointing book of LA menus. What we really get is a little history of LA eateries and how as the years went on those eateries diversified as the city’s population diversified, to which I give a big, fat yawn. We get photos of menus, but not enough of the insides of them – the book is more text than menus – in addition to the main text, there are a bunch of essays by different people – they would have been better off coming to someone like me, who actually has lived in this damn city for sixty-seven years, whose father was in the damn restaurant business, and who frequented many of LA’s classic restaurants from the early 1950s on. The basis for the book is the collection of menus from the LA Public Library. If this is all they’ve got, I’d have to say I’ve got just as much or more, and frequently more interesting than what’s on view here. But they just are trying to shoehorn menus into a square peg by making this about other things. I just wanted a book of menus – covers, insides, and perhaps some history about the restaurants. There are some nice menus, and two or three from my neighborhood, like Kowloon (but where is the more well known Wan-Q), Kelbo’s (only the inside of the menu) and Lawry’s. But no other Restaurant Row classics. I didn’t see a menu for Dolores Drive-In, one of the most iconic of all drive-ins, well, it’s just a big let down to something I was really looking forward to. Perhaps I’ll do my own menu book because I feel competing menu books would be a fun thing to have.
Today, the helper is coming at ten-thirty. She’s only here for another ten days and then she’s gone for three months and whether she’ll be the helper when she returns is up in the air right now. I’m meeting her replacement on Sunday – she’s been training her for three weeks now. This could NOT be happening at a worse time, what with the complexities of the Indiegogo campaign. But we’ll just have to figure all of it out. The I’ll eat, hopefully pick up packages and then I’ll relax.
Tomorrow I’m seeing some musical show in the evening. Sunday at twelve-thirty I meet the new helper, then I go to a Father’s Day partay. Next week, I have to figure out the show order, write the commentary and keep many balls in the air.
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must, for example, eat, hopefully pick up packages, and relax. Today’s topic of discussion: It’s Friday – what is currently in your CD player and your DVD/Blu and Ray player? I’ll start – CD, the soundtrack to Inside Out. Blu and Ray, Ishtar, The Young Lions, A Man for All Seasons and others. Your turn. Let’s have loads of lovely postings, shall we, whilst I hit the road to dreamland, happy that it is TGIF – The Grand Inquisitor Faints or The Gentle Iconoclastic Freak but really Thank God It’s Friday.